The Things You Like - Aficionado

It’s been said that people hear just what they see

I once believed this to be true

But now I think I disagree

I think straight across the board and don’t preconceive

I think who’s doing the serving determines whether we all feed

And we’re gonna starve

And I swear to God sometimes

You people have no ears

You have no eyes

And I swear to God sometimes

You don’t even really like the things you like

You pretend to be alive

And I swear to God sometimes

Memorize the words, not what they mean

Although they stand at glaring contradictions

To all the things you say that you believe

You just like the colors, you don’t like the team

And it’s okay, you don’t like that band

You just like the name

Well I studied for weeks, you know

I fell asleep with the lyric sheet

Under my pillow

Now I can’t wait for the singalong

Now I can’t wait for the singalong

Now I can’t wait for the singalong

And I swear to God sometimes

You people have no ears

You have no eyes

And I swear to God sometimes

You don’t even really like the things you like

You pretend to be alive

And I swear to God sometimes

And I swear to God sometimes

You people have no ears

You have no eyes

And I swear to God sometimes

You don’t even really like the things you like

You pretend to be alive

And I swear to God sometimes