The World

Lotta' paranoia everywhere

Take a look out your door

If it ain't the tube, it's the paper news

Third World War or church

They feed us all this phony propaganda

They pawn it off as food for thought

The swap meet world of oil and coal

No water, no jobs

Cost of dyin' keeps goin' up like everything else

Forefathers didn't foresee that there would be

Always less for kids

They left us a ball of clay to play with, yeah

We've all been judged, wasting our time in court

Beat down by the gravel several times before

Sitting in my cell while the world is spinning

But those ain't the bars that I like to hang out in

U.S, bombs the world

That's what the T.V said

U.S, bombs the world

That's what the papers say yesterday and today