We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.If you're happy and you know it, clap your hands like this.
'Cause the rest of us are wondering what on earth we missed.
If you're happy and you know it, stomp your feet real loud.
The rest of us could use some cheering up right now.Oh please shoot us up with something shiny and quick.
We like our thrills dirt cheap and our irony thick.
Oh whatever never mind, we're just crying for help.
I guess we'll heal the old fashioned way and do it ourselves.Oh, oh, this is all we know.
Oh tragic and miserable.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.
Oh, oh, this is all we've got.
Oh, we do what we've been taught.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.Sometimes I think we push your buttons just for fun.
Sometimes I think our kind of crazy has already been done.We're a copy of a copy, everything we swore we'd not be.
Yeah the truth hurts, but it hasn't stung enough to stop me.Oh please can't you give us something better than this?
We've built up a tolerance to all your veteran tricks.
You're busy smiling on cue, when you don't have a clue.
We're a mess and we know it, we want you to know too.Oh, oh, this is all we know.
Oh tragic and miserable.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.
Oh, oh, this is all we've got.
Oh, we do what we've been taught.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.If you're happy and you know it, then there might be something wrong with you.
What's the point in holding on when all of us don't want you to?
It'd make us feel better knowing you'd be stuck forever.
Sick minds stick together, we can stay sick forever.We can stay sick forever.Oh, oh, this is all we know.
Oh tragic and miserable.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all...
Oh, oh, this is all we know.
Oh tragic and miserable.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.
Oh, oh, this is all we've got.
Oh, we do what we've been taught.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.
We're not cynics, we just don't believe a word you say.
We're not critics, we just hate it all anyway.
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