Lyrics Too Much To Ask - East Coast Avengers

Too Much To Ask

I know it might be too much to ask
Too much to ask
I know it might be
Too much, too much to ask, too much to ask
I know it might be
Too much, too much to ask, too much to ask
I know it might be
Too much, too much to ask, too much to ask
It might be
I’m frustrated like American youth
And my frustration is American-born
And I’m frustrated by American truth
And my frustration is American-worn
But I’m unmoved by tabloid news
And I’m unmoved by tabloid lies
And more unmoved by tabloid blues
And I’m unmoved while tabloids rise
And I disagree with newsstand promos
And disagree with your newsstand lacks
And I disagree with newsstand photos
And disagree with your newsstand stacks
And I’m disappointed with what schools teach
And I’m disappointed how schools perform
And I’m disappointed with how schools preach
And I’m disappointed with school reform
Check it out
Yo, I’m not a fan of the Fox News channel
Although I know many fools get caught up
I’m not a fan of your gun laws and flannel (hm)
Maybe that’s why schools get shot up
The news falls victim to distortion
And placed in back while you surf on your iMac
You wanna save human lives from abortion
But fuck saving them from missiles out in Iraq (it
Makes no sense)
I’m old enough to know I hate Anne Coulter
Yeah, the GOP got ways to enslave you
You can sit here and cry on my shoulder
They may call that subversive behaviour (it's true)
I can’t vouch for these candidates now (why?)
I ain’t seen all the candidates' dirt (okay)
I know they’re all worth thirty billion thou (right)
But they should start doing candidates work
My kind of loyalty was loyalty to one’s country, not to
Its institutions or its office holders.
Country is a
Real thing, a substantial thing, the eternal thing.
It
Is the thing to watch over and care for and be loyal
To.
Its institutions are extraneous;
they’re its mere
Clothing.
Clothing can wear out and become ragged
Cease to be comfortable, cease to protect the body from
Winter, disease, or death.
To be loyal to rags, to
Shout for rags, to worship rags, to die for rags, that
Is the loyalty of unreason