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Dennis DeYoung

I Don't Believe In Anything

 

I Don't Believe In Anything

(álbum: One Hundred Years From Now - 2007)


I don't believe in anything
Anything that I hear
'Cause they got ways of fixing things
Make notes disappear
So if you're having trouble staying in pitch
Keeping your rhythm tight
Double click on the little mouse
Everything'll be all right

And I don't believe in anything
Anything that I read
Up there on that Internet
With all their anonymities
Someone in the backroom with
An axe to grind and a DSL
Downloads how to make a bomb
Sure to blow us all to hell
Things have really turned out swell

Who needs realities
When you got gigabytes
Download your fantasies
'Cause everything is out of sight
It's all digital
Faster than the speed of sound
Space age carousel
Spinning all round and round
In for penny in for pound

I don't believe in anything
Anything that I see
Especially all them movie stars
Dancing by the big blue screen
A hundred thousand warriors attack the king
They cut him down to size
But that's just more of that CGI
There's really only 20 guys
Tell me how do we believe our eyes

Who needs histories
We're living in the here and now's
Why this idolatry
Say goodbye to sacred cows
We're all digital
We constantly communicate
Who can resist it all
Text me at the pearly gates
Say hello to Norman Bates

I don't believe in anything
Any politician says (amen)
From some little councilman
Right up to our dear ol' Pres
I hate the bloody liberals and the neo-cons
They're all so full of shit
Oh the way they talk to us
I think they think we're idiots
What a bunch of hypocrites

Who needs realities
When you got gigabytes
Download your fantasies
'Cause everything is out of sight
It's all digital
Well welcome to the modern age
Think I'll sit a spell
I Guess I'm gonna show my age
How the hell'd I get this age?
How the hell'd I get this age?

feito

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