Complicated Man Songtext
von Jet Packs

I′ve never been a stranger
to a healthy cynicism
To get ideas into shape
I sipped big words
Then looked around
Unmasking lies that sounded great
But lately I don't see the gap
between sublime ideals
And sorrowful reality
In new worldview
That they construct
Sublime ideals are dismissed

They make me choose
Between ours and theirs
But I am used to choose between
The good things and the bad
I guess I′m just a complicated man


What kind of future will we get
if we will let it spread?
What kind of offspring we will grow?
Dead-hearted pricks
With self-conceit
And great distaste to the unknown
I'd rather watch how some heroic
and inflated speech
Produces one-percent effect
Than see them use
Some lame excuse
For shameful fellow-countrymen

They make me choose
Between ours and theirs
But I am used to choose between
The right things and the wrong
I guess I'm just a complicated man

It gets easier
To go berserk
Our moral compass has been lost
Somewhere along the way
I hope it′s not too late to make it work