Frail Grasp On The Big Picture

[Verse 1] Well, isn't it a shame That our short little memories Never seem to learn The message 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 old boys down at the bar Peanuts and politics They think they know it all They don't know much of nothing Even if one of them was to read the newspaper Cover-to-cover That isn't what's going on Journalism's dead and gone [Chorus] Frail grasp on the big picture Light fading and the fog is getting thicker It's a frail grasp on the big picture Dark ages [Verse 2] 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 snuggling done? You're living in a hollow 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 freaking toothpaste? Whose turn to take the garbage out? [Chorus] [Verse 2] And we pray to our Lord Who we know is American He reigns from on high He speaks to us through many men And he shepherds his flock We sing out and we praise His name He supports us in war He presides over football games And the right will prevail All our troubles shall be resolved We have faith above all Unless there's money or sex involved [Chorus][x4] [Outro] Frail grasp on the big picture[x2]