The Gray Race Lyrics - 1996

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Hey mister, don't point at me!
You shout rhetoric nonsense like a Pavlovian model responding to his questions!

Hey teacher, arrogance is bliss!
You spend your time turning water into life as if you were God's foreman!

Is it any wonder things seem so awry?
We swim in sea of confusion and don't have to think to survive
So nobody listens!

Hey Recluse, Dont shout at me!
You proclaim yourself expert by extensions of the methods detailed in your magazines!

Hey downer, Don't prey on me!
We've all got bum raps that torment us day to day that we hoist on our own shoulders!

Is it any wonder people pass you by?
Your plea for understanding is heard as desperate lies!
So nobody listens!

I can't help you
I can't help you
I can't help you
I can't help you now

Is it any wonder things are so inane?
So many quests for compassion are just for someone's personal gain

So nobody listens!
Nobody listens to you!!