Hearts Unknown - The Menzingers

Budding young philosophers

Sit down at the dinner table

They all stand up to pay the bill

But none of them are able

The kids, they’re staring at their phones

They’re calling it «communication»

They’ve been to the desert, they’re part of the show

But they don’t know, what they don’t know

Whoa-oh, oh-whoa-oh

Brilliant young philosophers

Are making your decisions

A brother and sister come to blows

Over a broken television

Now I’m staring at my phone

I’m not calling it communication

I’ve been to the desert, I’m part of the show

The things I know, the things I know

Hearts unknown beat alone

Who’s god will save your soul?

Hearts unknown beat alone

Who’s god will save your soul?

Soul, soul, long gone

Soul, soul, long gone

Hearts unknown beat alone

Who’s god will save your soul?

Hearts unknown beat alone

They don’t know rock and roll