There's a young Mother with three children
Got a stable income and a faithful husband, too.
She's searchin' for her life's meanin',
So she says to her shrink, "I'm leavin' home soon!"
Just decided that she couldn't take it anymore,
Didn't look back, she just snuck out the back door-
[Chorus:]
What is wrong with this picture?
We applaud this behavior
Admire how she breaks away-
Oh, it's so clearly cloudy, in the land of the grey.
There's a young Senator,
Gifted politician,
So consumed by pursuing his career.
Use to care about what the people wanted,
But now he's learned how to say what they want to hear.
A million lies and scandals bear his name,
But you'll never see him hide his face in shame-
[Chorus:]
What is wrong with this picture?
We applaud this behavior
He's a hero if he makes mistakes-
Oh, it's so clearly cloudy in the land of the grey.
What's wrong? What's right? Absolute confusion.
What's black? What's white? Everything looks hazy.
Such scenarios bring me to only one conclusion-
Maybe we've all gone crazy.
Three little kids are prayin' Mama comes home,
And a little town feels violated and betrayed.
Meanwhile, two very unhappy people
Try to excuse the messes that they've made.
But you'll never hear it stated quite that way,
We can't handle it here in the land of the grey.
Got a stable income and a faithful husband, too.
She's searchin' for her life's meanin',
So she says to her shrink, "I'm leavin' home soon!"
Just decided that she couldn't take it anymore,
Didn't look back, she just snuck out the back door-
[Chorus:]
What is wrong with this picture?
We applaud this behavior
Admire how she breaks away-
Oh, it's so clearly cloudy, in the land of the grey.
There's a young Senator,
Gifted politician,
So consumed by pursuing his career.
Use to care about what the people wanted,
But now he's learned how to say what they want to hear.
A million lies and scandals bear his name,
But you'll never see him hide his face in shame-
[Chorus:]
What is wrong with this picture?
We applaud this behavior
He's a hero if he makes mistakes-
Oh, it's so clearly cloudy in the land of the grey.
What's wrong? What's right? Absolute confusion.
What's black? What's white? Everything looks hazy.
Such scenarios bring me to only one conclusion-
Maybe we've all gone crazy.
Three little kids are prayin' Mama comes home,
And a little town feels violated and betrayed.
Meanwhile, two very unhappy people
Try to excuse the messes that they've made.
But you'll never hear it stated quite that way,
We can't handle it here in the land of the grey.