Turning on the TV and what do I see?
A pageantry of empty gestures all lined up for me, wow!
I'd have thought by now we would be ready to proceed
But a tearful hymn to tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath, ow![Chorus]
Throw it on the fire
Throw it in the air
Kick it out on the dance-floor like you just don't care, ohGive me the soundWave the palms, steal the alms, fists in the air
A motorcade up benign shows the people that you care, ow!
Nature abhors a vacuum but what's between your ears?
Your judgment clouded with fearful thoughts
A headlights and a deer, ow![Chorus]Look at what I've foundEverybody look around
Everybody looking like they just don't care, oh
Give me the soundWell I'm not deceived by pomp and odious conceit
But a tearful hymn to tug the heart
And a man-sized wreath-ow![Chorus]Look at what I've found
Everybody look around
Everybody looking like they just don't care[Chorus]Give me the sound
Give me the sound
Give me the sound
Songwriters
BUCK, PETER LAWRENCE/MILLS, MICHAEL E./STIPE, MICHAEL J.Published by
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc.