Happy New Year Lyrics

Happy new year, everybody
Happy birthday, Country Joe
I resolve to do like I always do
There's an overweight man with an overweight woman on a sofa just watching tv
He's yelling his opinion at the television, she looks up from her food and agrees
They got two bumper stickers on their pick up truck
They keep the pick up parked outside
One sticker says "What would Jesus do?"
The other bumper sticker says "Power of Pride"
I was thumbing through the stations on my own television
When I came across a guy on the religous station
Singing "Somebody's coming" sounding whiter than me somehow
Wow
It took me back in time through dwindling joy
To when I was such a guilt-ridden Catholic boy
I'm Evangelical Agnostic now

I dont know what we're doing here
You don't "KNOW" what we're doing here
Now, Christians, don't walk out on me just yet
You know whose name I'm yelling as I'm clutching my chest
The one my dad told me to and his told him to
And I probably pray as much or more than you do
Believe? Shit, every word I sing
But believing and knowing, those are two different things
And if you're trying to change the way a stranger's life will have to go
I believe this is where I wanna stick to what I know
Which is nothing, you know, nothing for sure, so
Just chill 'til the next episode
Now back to the lecture at hand
Seems like my neighbor wants to kill what he can't understand
I say we can't just kill what we don't understand
But I turn on my tv and see that, oh yes, we can
We can and we have, since the dawn of man
For countless gods whose only real-seeming plan
Was to see to it that clinging to life was our fate
And you gotta admit that life's pretty great
But
Can we deny that it's killing us?
I'll be here all week
Happy new year, everybody
Happy birthday, Country Joe
I resolve to do like I always do
I ain't hurtin' you
If life is anything, it's embarrassing
A rusty nail through a careless shoe
You can't help but sit around and wonder sometimes
Why there's never anything the poor nail can do
Or think about how unfair it is
That the shoe is only going where it has to, too
If you ain't the dumb kid out running around
You kinda gotta do what you'er born to do
Hey

Happy new year, everybody
Specifically, happy birthday to you, Country Joe
I resolve to do like I always do
And I only ever make it a day or two