Texty piesní Christopher Cross

Christopher Cross

I'm Too Old For This

Guess I thought this time of life would be different

Thought I could cruise into my golden years

But I just can't seem to put my mind at rest

'cause I don't believe my eyes, I don't believe my ears

The willful ignorance across the nation

The screaming yahoos that rage on every station

It makes me crazy

And I'm too old for this

Folks in this country used to strive to be better

Work to be smarter so they could understand

Now we idolize the clueless and the mean

It's hip to be stupid - just wear the right brand

I sound like a geezer but it's a disgrace

Try to discuss it and they get all in your face

It's raining morons

I'm too old for this

Too old to see the lack of compassion

Too old to watch it go out of fashion

So easy just to condescend and smirk

When I know I've got to do the work

So I do what I have to do

Fancy churches preaching hate thy neighbor

Corporate lies growing louder every day

Folks too scared to know they're being taken

TV news is poison but we just can't turn away

Too many enemies - almost no friends

Read your history - this is how it always ends

It's sad and ugly

I'm too old for this

Too old to watch the men we elected

Sit on their hands when it's change we expected

So hard to keep the bigotry out of my head

So hard not to wish some people dead

I got to keep a hold on myself

Don't want this anger - got to stay clear

Too much to do before I get out of here

I still believe in peace

I'm too old for this

Too old to be a knee-jerk reactor

Too old to let my judgment be a factor

Dylan said do not go gentle into that good night

He said rage against the dying of the light

But I don't wanna fight

I'll stick with love - beautiful thunder

Someone who keeps his cool always makes 'em wonder

I'll work to search out the best part of me that I can

And maybe find some kinda better man

Then I'll do what I have to do