Temporary Sanity

Album: The Individualist (1995)
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  • I had such great expectations
    Of the world's benevolence
    Of benevolence
    But I prefer hallucinations
    'cause they tend to make more sense
    Than experience

    'cause it was just another sneak attack
    Of temporary sanity
    It was a pleasant stay, but now I'm back
    From temporary sanity
    My temporary sanity

    I began to grow dependent
    On a thing called "common sense"
    It was common sense
    But my world grew so resplendent
    That the strain was too intense
    Without self-defense

    'cause it was just another sneak attack
    Of temporary sanity
    It was a pleasant stay, but now I'm back
    From temporary sanity
    My temporary sanity

    The pool spreads across the pavement
    Where the sniper made him lie
    And he looks just like my youngest
    And I'm watching him die
    I must remind myself I've seen this
    It's all ancient history
    One long trail of twisted bodies
    As the strong crush the weak
    We must be crazy
    We are crazy
    This is our natural state
    As our children die around us
    We just sit here and wait
    For a little temporary sanity
    Some temporary sanity

    There's a chance that we would still get the picture
    If reality just came up and bit ya
    But the news team would never report it
    Because there's too much evidence to support it
    If we were stupider, the problem would vanish
    But our brains are much more than we can manage
    We say we want something so bad we can taste it
    But once we get it, then we turn 'round and waste it
    We got a twisted fixation with marketplace
    And every suffering soul is just another face
    We think we're being manipulated from outer space
    It's the collective guilty conscience of the human race
    We get joyful when we look upon a lesser man
    A specimen that we can be sure that we are better than
    There is no shortage of supply of pride and vanity
    There is no other explanation but insanity

    You're listening to prozac
    While the message goes unheard
    It's the final word

    We must be crazy
    We must be crazy
    There's no explanation
    So we must be crazy
    Writer/s: TODD RUNDGREN
    Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group
    Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind

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