Children on the streets using guns and knives
Taking drugs and each other's lives
Killing each other using knives and forks
And calling each other names like dork
There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys
Yeah that's what I said, their getting diseases from monkeys
Whys this happening, please, whose been touching these monkeys
Leave these poor sick monkeys alone
There sick, they've got problems enough as it is
A man is lying on the street, some punk has chopped off his head
And I'm the only one who stops to see if he's dead, aoh
Turns out he's dead
That's why I'm singing, aoh what is wrong with the world today?
What's wrong with the world today, *mumbles* never said nothings wrong with it
Oh, what is wrong with the world today?
Think about it, think about it, think, think about it
Good cops get framed and put into a can
And all the money that we're making is going to the man
What man, whose the man, when's a man a man, why's it so hard to be a man
Am I a man? Yes, technically, I am...
They're turning kids into slaves
They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers
But what's the real cost, 'cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper
Why are we still paying so much for sneakers when they're made by little slave kids
What are your overheads?
Well, at the end of your life, you are lucky if you die
Sometimes I wonder why I would even try
Why try
I saw a man lying on the street half dead
He had knives and forks sticking out of his leg
He said, Ahh ahh ahh ahhhhhhhhwww
Can somebody get the knife and fork out of my leg, please
Oh, could somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees
This is where we break it down
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