Story Behind The Song
I wrote standing on the beach in the shadow of San Onofre nuclear plant.
Song Description
A train groove with brushed snare about the denial of the modern world.
| Song Length |
2:49 |
Genre |
Pop - General, Rock - Easy Listening |
| Tempo |
Medium Slow (91 - 110) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Worried, Poignant |
Subject |
Existence, Worry |
| Similar Artists |
Dire Straits, The Stray Cats |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
NOBODy'S ASKING QUESTIONS
Everybody's on the run, playing hard and having fun.
Livin' large and soaking up the sun.
Some do more but most do less,
And if you ask them they'll confess
That after all the fun is done, they rest.
Nobody's asking questions. Nobody seems to care.
If nobody's asking questions then how will the answers appear?
Everybody's on the run, drivin' fast, under the gun.
Daily grind is fine but leaves them stunned.
Some get more but most get less,
And if you ask them they'll confess,
That after all is said and done it's stress
Nobody's asking questions. Nobody really cares.
If nobody's asking questions then how will the answers appear?
What is sacred? What is not? What is left when all is lost?
Who will pay for all we've done?
What will they say when we have gone?
Everybody's on the run, World War III has just begun.
Everyone is fighting everyone.
Terrorists and the homeless,
but if you ask me I have digressed.
Let's focus on the fact that we're all blessed to be alive.
Nobody's asking questions. Nobody dares to care.
If nobody's asking questions then how will the answers appear?