Life's been good, I can't complain so far
Designer clothes, expensive caviar
And gated homes to keep the wolves at bay
Tinted glass to hide my guilt and shame
Neon signs and vagrants at the door
Broken values, needles, liquor stores
And won't somebody help me to believe
Help me to deny the things I see
Now whatever comes your way
Sometimes you win, sometimes you lose
But when it all comes down you make it through
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
Something tells me not to make a scene
Open up your heart and let me in
I've traveled far enough to meet my own demise
Seems like every one I know still wears the same disguise
Take me, rape me, push me down
As long as I'm understood
Like the soldiers view from the bunkers to
The towers on Park Avenue, yeah yeah yeah...
Something tells me not to make a scene
Open up your heart and let me in
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
Something tells me not to make a scene
Ah... open up yor heart and let me in
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
You got the whole world around
(You got the)got the whole world around
(You got the)You got the whole world around
(Yeah)You got the whole world around
Yeah, open up yor heart and let me in!
Don't be... |