Isn't It Funny

Isn't it funny what people can say
Isn't it telling what drifts and what stays
They'll tell you you're broken when you're all put together
They'll call you a bore when you speak of the weather

Isn't it funny what people can do
Isn't it riccoculous how much they know about you
They'll say that your uptight when you're loose like a french braid
And make a case for their opinions like a lawyer


And those tears rolled by
Years ago when I lost my ability to speak my mind
And those thoughts I retrieved and turned the other cheek
And believed. And believed!


Isn't it funny what people can feel
Tuesday the grow and Wednesday the steal
And watch as you listen to the pain presentation
Further drawing a picture of mutual degradation
A priest and a profit as suppressed as the urban trees
Wish that their words would hitchhike, on the evening breeze.


And those fears will subside, As soon as you decide
To go deaf, to the claims and the blame
Cause everyone has opinions, CEO's and minions
Turn your cheek and believe!


And those fears will subside, As soon as you decide
To go deaf, to the claims and the blame
Cause everyone has opinions, CEO's and minions
Turn your cheek and believe!