From the recording Fools
Spoken by someone who has checked out from current events and turmoil and advises their friend to do the same.
Lyrics
There’s too much confusion
It’s almost hopeless to perceive
What you gonna do? Put yourself in seclusion
To figure out what you believe?
Do current events make you queasy?
Are politics hard to conceive?
You need to learn to make life easy
And grant yourself a reprieve
You gotta take it easy
Or else you might blow a fuse
It may sound kind of cheesy
Stop polluting your mind with bad news
Is talking with others a danger?
Are civics too much of a chore?
Is your neighbor merely a stranger?
Is dialog important no more?
Do objects around you seem sleazy?
Is your outlook less than ideal?
Are you living in that book by Ken Kesey?
Has life become too surreal?
Just try to take it easy
Or else you might blow a fuse
It may sound kind of cheesy
Stop soiling your mind with these views