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Nobody got the faintest clue
What to make of this world we’re in
And what it means to me and you

There’s folks that got opinions 
Wear ‘em on their shirtsleeves
Can’t make hide nor hair of it all
No end to what folk believes
 
I got to find a way back home 
To the place where I belong
To the place where I can sing my own damn  song

  
But everyone is an idiot
Seems obvious to me
When er I feel forsaken 
I drop down and take a knee

Pray to some  kind of God above
As if she’s listening in
Space must be a vacuum babe 
Cos I can’t ever get a word in

 I got to find way back home
To the place where I belong
To the place where I can sing my own damn song 


Who am I to judge well I ain’t no one
The truth ain’t out there babe
It’s here with us
I’m just trying to find a way
To keep us alive
On the heels of the darkest hour
That’s when the sun arrive    
 
Everyone is an idiot
So my momma used to say
I thought she was just being mean 
But now I see it the same way
 
I pray to the folks who left me here
On this tiny pale blue dot
Please come back, I’m already packed
I sure hope you remember the spot

Everyone Is An Idiot

Australian singer-songwriter Paul Fogarty wrote his first songs at age 15 and in the 30 + years since he has written more than 1200 original compositions in all styles from Americana and roots to blues, jazz, pop, country, rock, folk rock, folk, instrumental and of course singer-songwriter. 
Paul is always on tour, is based now for the most part in south Germany, and performs all over Europe in clubs and festivals big and small. 

Everyone Is An Idiot

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