In regards to the meaning of this song:
Before a live performance on the EP Five Stories Falling, Geoff states “It’s about the last time I went to visit my grandmother in Columbus, and I saw that she was dying and it was the last time I was going to see her. It is about realizing how young you are, but how quickly you can go.”
That’s the thing about Geoff and his sublime poetry, you think it’s about one thing, but really it’s about something entirely different. But the lyrics are still universal and omnipresent, ubiquitous, even. So relatable. That’s one thing I love about this band. I also love their live performances, raw energy and Geoff’s beautiful, imperfectly perfect vocals. His voice soothes my aching soul.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands like this
Cause the rest of us are wondering what on earth we missed
If you're happy and you know it stomp your feet real loud
The rest of us could use some cheering up right now
Oh please, shoot us up with something shiny and quick
We like our thrills dirt cheap and our irony thick
Oh whatever, never mind, we're just crying for help
I guess we'll heal the old fashioned way and do it ourselves
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we've got
Oh we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Sometimes I think we push your buttons just for fun
Sometimes I think our kind of crazy has already been done
We're a copy of a copy, everything we swore we'd not be
Yeah, the truth hurts, but it hasn't strung enough to stop me
Oh please, can't you give us something better than this
We've built up a tolerance to all your veteran tricks
You're busy smiling on cue, when you don't have a clue
We're a mess and we know it, we want you to know too
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we've got
Oh we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it then there might be something wrong with you
What's the point in holding on when all of us don't want you to
It'd make us feel better, knowing you'd be stuck forever
Sick minds stick together, we can stay sick forever
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we've got
Oh we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it clap your hands like this
Cause the rest of us are wondering what on earth we missed
If you're happy and you know it stomp your feet real loud
The rest of us could use some cheering up right now
Oh please, shoot us up with something shiny and quick
We like our thrills dirt cheap and our irony thick
Oh whatever, never mind, we're just crying for help
I guess we'll heal the old fashioned way and do it ourselves
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we've got
Oh we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Sometimes I think we push your buttons just for fun
Sometimes I think our kind of crazy has already been done
We're a copy of a copy, everything we swore we'd not be
Yeah, the truth hurts, but it hasn't strung enough to stop me
Oh please, can't you give us something better than this
We've built up a tolerance to all your veteran tricks
You're busy smiling on cue, when you don't have a clue
We're a mess and we know it, we want you to know too
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we've got
Oh we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
If you're happy and you know it then there might be something wrong with you
What's the point in holding on when all of us don't want you to
It'd make us feel better, knowing you'd be stuck forever
Sick minds stick together, we can stay sick forever
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we know
Oh tragic and miserable
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
Oh this is all we've got
Oh we do what we've been taught
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway
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Cynics & Critics Lyrics as written by Amy V Ariel Jump Adam Michael Kronshagen
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