Icon For Hire - Cynics & Critics lyrics
[Icon For Hire - Cynics & Critics lyrics]
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it
Clap your hands like this
Cause the rest of us are wondering
What on earth we missed
If you're happy and you know it
Stomp your feet real loud
The rest of us could use
Some cheering up right now
Oh, please shoot us up
With something shiny and quick
We like our thrills dirt-cheap
And our irony thick oh, whatever, nevermind
We're just crying for help
I guess we'll heal the old-fashioned way
And do it ourselves
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Oh, this is all we've got
Oh, we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Sometimes I think we push your
Buttons just for fun
Sometimes I think our kind of
Crazy has already been done
We're a copy, of a copy
Everything we swore we'd not be
Yea, the truth hurts
But it hasn't stung enough to stop me
Oh, please can't you give us
Something better than this
We've built up a tolerance
To all of your veteran tricks
You're busy smiling on cue
When you don't have a clue
We're a mess, and we know it
We want you to know too
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Oh, this is all we've got
Oh, we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it
Then there might be something wrong with you
What's the point in holding on
When all of us don't want you to?
It'd make us feel better
Knowing you'd be stuck forever
Sick minds stick together
We can stay sick forever
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Oh, this is all we've got
Oh, we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it
Clap your hands like this
Cause the rest of us are wondering
What on earth we missed
If you're happy and you know it
Stomp your feet real loud
The rest of us could use
Some cheering up right now
Oh, please shoot us up
With something shiny and quick
We like our thrills dirt-cheap
And our irony thick oh, whatever, nevermind
We're just crying for help
I guess we'll heal the old-fashioned way
And do it ourselves
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Oh, this is all we've got
Oh, we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Sometimes I think we push your
Buttons just for fun
Sometimes I think our kind of
Crazy has already been done
We're a copy, of a copy
Everything we swore we'd not be
Yea, the truth hurts
But it hasn't stung enough to stop me
Oh, please can't you give us
Something better than this
We've built up a tolerance
To all of your veteran tricks
You're busy smiling on cue
When you don't have a clue
We're a mess, and we know it
We want you to know too
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Oh, this is all we've got
Oh, we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it
Then there might be something wrong with you
What's the point in holding on
When all of us don't want you to?
It'd make us feel better
Knowing you'd be stuck forever
Sick minds stick together
We can stay sick forever
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all
Oh, this is all we know
Oh, tragic and miserable we're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
Oh, this is all we've got
Oh, we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway
We're not cynics
We just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics
We just hate it all anyway