Crazy 8s Johnny Q

I don’t know what’s goin’ on
My TV news has got me confused.
So Bobby King is payin’ his dues
For bald-faced avarice.
Is it the CIA or the same on the other side?
Somebody’s lyin’
They write in black and white
But it comes out grey to me;
I can’t believe it.

I don’t know, no I don’t, but I care (x7)
I don’t know, no I don’t!

Through all the subterfuge and intrigue,
We’ve lost our way tryin’ to keep it.
And though we ask the old guard for change,
The status quo will remain
They turn us inside out with half-truths,
Confusing you; seems no good to me!

I don’t know, no I don’t, but I care…

It’s hard to tell the good from the bad
When they’re both wearin’ camouflage green jeans.
And when no danger lurks for the teens,
Invent some more — it’s nothing new.
Well if there’s any doubt who I am,
Just call me John: Johnny Q. Public.
Now that the Walter Cronkites are gone,
I’m so unsure, I can’t believe it.

I don’t know, no I don’t, but I care…