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Frail Grasp on the Big Picture Lyrics
Well ain't it a shame 'bout our short little memory
We never seem to learn the lessons of history
We keep making the same mistakes - over and over and over and over again
And then we wonder why we're in the shape we're in
Good ol' boys down at the bar
Peanuts and politics
They think they know it all
They don't know much of nothin'
Even if one of 'em was to read a newspaper, cover to cover
That ain't what's going on
Journalism dead and gone
Frail grasp on the big picture
Light fading and the fog is getting thicker
Frail grasp on the big picture
Dark ages
And you, my love-drunk friend
All that red wine and candlelight
Soulful conversations that go on until the dawn
How many times can you tell your story
How many hangovers can you endure - just to get some snogging done
You're living in a hormone dream
You don't have the slightest notion what long-term love is all about
All your romantic liaisons don't deal with eternal questions like:
"Who left the cap off the freakin' toothpaste?" "Whose turn to take the garbage out?"
Frail grasp on the big picture
You keep on rubbing that, you're gonna get a blister
Frail grasp on the big picture
I've seen it all before
And we pray to our lord, who we know is American
He reigns from on high
He speaks to us through middlemen
And he shepherds his flock
We sing out and praise his name
He supports us in war
He presides over football games
And the right will prevail
All our troubles will be resolved
We hold faith above all
Unless there's money or sex involved
Frail grasp on the big picture
Nobody's calling them for roughing up the kicker
It's a frail grasp on the big picture
Heaven help us
Frail grasp on the big picture
All waiting for that miracle elixir
Frail grasp on the big picture
I don't wonder anymore
Frail grasp on the big picture
You brought her here, so go ahead and kiss her
It's a frail grasp on the big picture
We never seem to learn the lessons of history
We keep making the same mistakes - over and over and over and over again
And then we wonder why we're in the shape we're in
Peanuts and politics
They think they know it all
They don't know much of nothin'
Even if one of 'em was to read a newspaper, cover to cover
That ain't what's going on
Journalism dead and gone
Light fading and the fog is getting thicker
Frail grasp on the big picture
Dark ages
All that red wine and candlelight
Soulful conversations that go on until the dawn
How many times can you tell your story
How many hangovers can you endure - just to get some snogging done
You're living in a hormone dream
You don't have the slightest notion what long-term love is all about
All your romantic liaisons don't deal with eternal questions like:
"Who left the cap off the freakin' toothpaste?" "Whose turn to take the garbage out?"
You keep on rubbing that, you're gonna get a blister
Frail grasp on the big picture
I've seen it all before
He reigns from on high
He speaks to us through middlemen
And he shepherds his flock
We sing out and praise his name
He supports us in war
He presides over football games
And the right will prevail
All our troubles will be resolved
We hold faith above all
Unless there's money or sex involved
Nobody's calling them for roughing up the kicker
It's a frail grasp on the big picture
Heaven help us
All waiting for that miracle elixir
Frail grasp on the big picture
I don't wonder anymore
You brought her here, so go ahead and kiss her
It's a frail grasp on the big picture
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this is a good song. i suppose its talking about how simple-minded we are and we are very narrow as humans. some people are so stupid we should basically do what we want b/c we dont know any better. and God is great..but we let our most prized obsessions get in the way... idk stuff like that
i think that the song spells everything out for you its not hard to get what theyre trying to say although what i do find a shame is that no one knows about this song. IT IS A GREAT SONG!!!! probably the best new rock song i have heard in a very long time so listen to it!
it is talking about how people are too focused on little things. like the "eternal question" of who left the cap off the toothpaste. Or assuming the win of such and such football team is not only part of gods grand design, but IS gods grand design. not even considerign there are more important things in life.
This song is obviously about short-sightedness of our society; three different aspects of it.
First part is pretty much how real journalism is dead and gone in America but that doesn't bother people of thinking they know it all.
Second part criticizes short-term relationships and "Who left the cap off the freakin' toothpaste?" "Whose turn to take the garbage out?" is just down-to-earth view on long-term relationship.
Third part is terrific insight into shallowness of people's religious views.
The "prayer" is the most biting and truthful statement about society- who says God is on our side?
First stanza is about tabloid journalism. Y'know... the kinds which are more concerned about generating the most attention possible with little regard as to truth or the consequences of their actions. The kind that destroys completely innocent people either for the sadistic glee of seeing someone fall or simply for the money. The kind that kills people by rehashing the wars of our grandfathers - racism, religious intolerance, sexism, homophobia - etc. again and again and again. As if it weren't enough that we had world wars and civil wars and massacres and whatnot over those issues in the past. Simply because they always get the most attention from the crazies.
Second stanza is about love junkies. The people who go all mushy at the concept of love, yet doesn't actually get what it is to be in love. They float on clouds and whatnot, thinking it's gonna be sunset walks on the beach and happily ever afters. They don't really see much past the cloud of short-term passion that they mistake for being actual love. Then end up with a divorce two years later. Éros rather than Agápe, sold on the Hollywood idea of love.
Third stanza deals with the religious (conservative) right. The people who always group people into two kinds - those who is favored by God and those who aren't. The funny thing is - those favored are ALWAYS them, while those damned are always the others. They're the ones who always try to get you to convert to their religion so you can be 'saved'. Doesn't matter if you're a good person anyway, you have to give all your money and follow their rituals or else you go burn in a lake of fire. The scary thing is, they always get this mad happy gleam in their eyes when they imagine other people being tortured for eternity.
Oh, and yeah. They ALWAYS are the most ruthless when it comes to money and the most lecherous when it comes to sex. The list of 'morally upstanding' politicians and 'chosen by Jesus' televangelists who end up making billions at the expense of others then getting caught in sex scandals is very very long. Yet people still send their life savings to them and go to their churches every sunday. Lip service, as if going to church means they can be excused for being cruel in real life, because after all, they already bribed God didn't they?