[Intro: Matt Hughes]
Pick it up, pick it up, pick it up!
[Verse 1: Tristan O'Malley]
Now somebody is out there on a street corner
Preaching about the evils of the people
Who are voting on the right
While I am in a kitchen chopping parsley and lettuce
And washing up the dishes till the end of the night
I stumble down the streetcorner
To buy myself a pony full of paint thinner, bourbon
A girly mag or two
And blah blah blah goes the man on the corner
I'll never understand how it relates to me and you
[Chorus]
But what do I know?
And what do I care?
If I close my eyes
I'm blindsided
[Verse 2: Tristan O'Malley]
In a barroom the TV is flashing like a fire
And warning of the future like a prophet from the past
The radio is blaring like a siren in the corner
And telling you to prepare for an all out attack
The newspaper reads like a page of the bible
And tells us a tale of impending doom
But blind, deaf and dumb are we
And all we really care about is
Who can drink the most before he goes to the bathroom
[Chorus]
But what do I know?
And what do I care?
If I close my eyes
I'm blindsided
[Chorus]
But what do I know?
And what do I care?
If I close my eyes
I'm blindsided