eight thirty eighteen Frankly this whole thing has gotten out of hand Like a permanent structure being built in the sand Or a buck ass private being put in command Of a war bound USS Abraham How many times must the hammer come down Before we pick up the nail and turn this thing around It’s like we keep falling deeper and deeper into a shallow grave Anger, bitterness, deception, and strife And stupidity just seem to be raining from the sky I’m tired of being put upon and spit upon and lied to By every baby boomer in a dark blue suit The only thing I know is that I don’t know it all And I know that you don’t either Seems like the whole damn world can’t even concentrate We couldn’t hit a meatball thrown right across the plate We should be rounding bases, this shouldn’t be a challenge Instead we’re burning mountains for a couple miles a gallon If I turn off my tv, if I turn off my computer Will that stop some crazy asshole from shooting up a school The only things I know is that I don’t know at all And I know that you don’t either Will the history books say we were simply complacent? We relied too much on others, we were way too patient We were misinformed or too informed or just ignored and downplayed The fact that these things ain’t going away Or will they say that we kept falling deeper and deeper into a shallow grave The only thing I know is that I don’t know at all And I know that you don’t either The only thing I know is that I don’t know at all And I know that you don’t either
I'm sure it's hard to capture the sound accurately but Jeff's voice is so drowned out and distant in this recording, it's a pity because it looks like an amazing performance.
