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Lying on the corner as the pavement turned red With his last breath, he said to his son, "Work hard, and you'll get ahead." And even then with the O2 mask wrapped around his head Says he'll be up and about if you want to Help him out of bed But you can't believe everything you hear And you can't believe everything you see Like White House press conferences about freedom and about democracy I seen blurry vision I seen slurred explanations I seen false advertising and wholesale degradation So many people lost 'cause they got bad directions Nothing seems familar and that's the only connection What are looking for and what do we see? The truth in our misery, or maybe in our sympathy We can stare at each other for years and never, never see a thing We can hit all the notes but that don't mean we can see But you can't believe everything you hear And you can't believe everything you see But thank God for the evening news Thank God for radio SongtexteThank God for Wall Street I seen blurry vision I seen slurred explanations I seen false advertising and wholesale degradation So many people lost 'cause they got bad directions Nothing seems familar and that's the only connection Aus Songtexte Mania