Текст песни Nobody Listens - Bad Religion

Hey, mister, don't point at me
You shout rhetoric nonsense like a Pavlovian model
Responding to questions

Hey, teacher, arrogance is bliss
You spend your time turning water into wine
As if you were God's foreman

Is it any wonder
Things seem so awry?
We swim in a sea of confusion
And don't have to think to survive
So nobody listens

Hey, recluse, don't shout at me
You proclaim yourself expert by extensions of the methods
Detailed in the magazines

Hey, downer, don't prey on me
We've all got bum raps that torment us day to day
That we hoist on our own shoulders

Is it any wonder
People pass you by?
Your plea for understanding
Is heard as desperate lies
So nobody listens

I can't help you
I can't help you
I can't help you
I can't help you now

Is it any wonder
Things are so inane?
So many quests for compassion
Are just for someone's personal gain
So nobody listens

Nobody listens to you