Song Description

Denunciation of the unimportance for lack of insensibility while being blind to real issues that should be condemned

Song Length 3:12 Genre Rock - Psychedelic, Country - Alternative
Tempo Medium Fast (131 - 150) Lead Vocal Mixed Vocals
Mood Jovial, In High Spirits Subject Sanity/Insanity, General
Similar Artists The Beach Boys, Weezer Language English
Era 2000 and later


Hey there!
Said the man with the can of diet cola in his hand
Hey yeah!
Laughed the lodger pulling on a big fat roll up spurting
He's weird!
Bitched the girl with the curl about the guy who was just
I'm there!
Huffed the loner with the boner special magazines and
Oh, what do you all know?
I think I'm getting old
'Cos I question what I'm told
Yes, cynically I'm bold
But I listen to my flies
So if you think I'm insane
There's worse that I could be
It's just my thoughts are free
Have fear!
Preached the priest to his sheep in the house of love and
Bye dear!
Quacked the camp little tramp as she up'd and left the
Poor mare...
Smirked the pianist to his dearest though he loved that
feline stare
Be scared!
Said the papers to the nations 'bout the bombs that were
not there
Hey there
Sang the hippy with the trippy little guitar in his arms
There's some real mother fuckers
In this world so leave the others!

Lyrics Ian George Plunkett Music Ian George Plunkett, Lara Bartocci
Producer Ian George Plunkett, Lara Bartocci Publisher Ian George Plunkett, Lara Bartocci
Performance SiAE
This track is on 3 Member Playlists
Playlist Creator Playlist Name Date Added
The Spermatochords Sociopolitical songs 4/20/2012
Half Full Music Supervision My Top Songs 1/31/2010
Plunkett Plunkett 1/16/2010
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