No-one Listens to the Words Anyway Lyrics

Sunday morning mid afternoon

It's a burning hot day and the grass is covered in dew

I'm not with you but I'm right here

You're not with me but you're right there

Does anybody listen to the words when you hear a song

Are you really here or do you make it up as you go along

You've got bad taste, bad energy

Open up your ears and soon you'll see

You can hear its home

You're what it wants most

Irresponsibly responsible if that's what you want to say

It's now midnight but it's bright as a brand-new day

Listen to the words and read what you hear

If you're trying to get sober, have a beer

Does anybody listen to the words when you hear a song

Are you really here or do you make it up as you go along

You've got bad taste, bad energy

Open up your ears and soon you'll see

You can hear its home

You're what it wants most

The machines are always whirring in this world of silence

Nothing screams peace like the mutual violence

When nobody's around the conversations best

It's good to talk to no one get it off my chest

Listen to the words when you hear a song

Can you really here or do you make it up as you go along

You've got bad taste, bad energy

Open up your ears and soon you'll see

You can hear its home

You're what it wants most

Listen to the words when you hear a song

Can you really here or do you make it up as you go along

You've got bad taste, bad energy

Open up your ears and soon you'll see

You can hear its home

You're what it wants most