You Am I - Readers' Comments lyrics
[You Am I - Readers' Comments lyrics]
Don't you read those readers' comments unless
You want to lose faith
In humanity's grace and
Lose all your hope in
The collective frontal lobe, uh huh
(Don't go) Go strolling down reactions unless
You want to get a hang on
The sternum and the drain
Beating on the drum until all
Your senses numb, oh, yeah
See the writing on the wall, oh
Opinions making minions of us all
Oh, those readers' comments designed
To sap you of any ability to accrue
The necessary root if it's a broken brew
Uh huh
So don't you delve into the quagmire of
Maniacal ramblings of spiritual gamblings
Betting on the greyhounds escaping
From the pounds, oh, yeah
It's true that I'm no fan
Of the sarcastic man
My least favourite of the humorous clan
Now there's satire, irony
Surreal versions of the truth
Comedy, the remedy to protect us
From that speeding, breeding buzz
Don't you read those readers' comments unless
You want to lose faith
In humanity's grace and
Lose all your hope in
The collective frontal lobe, uh huh
See the writing on the wall
Opinions making minions of us all, all yeah
Opinions as facts
You just can't take them back
Opinions as facts
You just can't take them back
Opinions as facts you just can't take–
You want to lose faith
In humanity's grace and
Lose all your hope in
The collective frontal lobe, uh huh
(Don't go) Go strolling down reactions unless
You want to get a hang on
The sternum and the drain
Beating on the drum until all
Your senses numb, oh, yeah
See the writing on the wall, oh
Opinions making minions of us all
Oh, those readers' comments designed
To sap you of any ability to accrue
The necessary root if it's a broken brew
Uh huh
So don't you delve into the quagmire of
Maniacal ramblings of spiritual gamblings
Betting on the greyhounds escaping
From the pounds, oh, yeah
It's true that I'm no fan
Of the sarcastic man
My least favourite of the humorous clan
Now there's satire, irony
Surreal versions of the truth
Comedy, the remedy to protect us
From that speeding, breeding buzz
Don't you read those readers' comments unless
You want to lose faith
In humanity's grace and
Lose all your hope in
The collective frontal lobe, uh huh
See the writing on the wall
Opinions making minions of us all, all yeah
Opinions as facts
You just can't take them back
Opinions as facts
You just can't take them back
Opinions as facts you just can't take–