Your Opinion Matters (Just Not To Me)

Well, you came in like a rooster, typing out words with pride,

Spoutin' off 'bout politics, what's right, and been tried.

You’ve got a lot to say, but here’s the funny twist,

The person who cares most? Well, they don’t exist.

Your opinion matters, oh, it matters so much,

Like a screen door on a submarine or truth's you can't touch.

Your opinion matters, oh, but not to me,

Maybe someone, somewhere—just not in this vicinity.

You’re the king of unsolicited advice,

Telling folks how to live, how to roll the dice.

But here’s the thing, friend, I’ll let you in on the score,

Your soapbox broke, and it’s just the floor.

Your opinion matters, oh, it matters so much,

Like a snowman in the desert or a cactus you can clutch.

Your opinion matters, oh, but not to me,

Maybe someone, somewhere—just not in this reality.

Oh, I ain’t tryin’ to be mean, just statin’ a fact,

If you were a jukebox, your songs wouldn’t get played back.

So keep talkin’, my friend, it’s a sight to see,

A whole lotta words, but none of 'em for me.

Your opinion matters, oh, it matters so much,

Like a seatbelt on a rocking chair and other stupidity, like a bunch.

Your opinion matters, oh, but not to me,

Maybe someone, somewhere—just not in my galaxy.