作曲 : JULIAN LITTMAN

作词 : EDWARDS, SKYE (AKA SKYE GORDON)/GODFREY, PAUL/GODFREY, ROSS

The world is run by clowns with trigger happy hands

But the world is filled with people that we don’t understand

So we’re living in a culture made of death and fear

Doesn’t seem the human race will make it through the year

The world is run by lying, drunk, balding, know it alls

But my mother told me pride always come before a fall

Now remember in the day when we were young and green?

We were filled with hope; we were squeaky clean

"The world’s an unforgiving place", we've all heard this before

But we want hospitals and equal rights instead of bloody wars

We want the right to blow our minds, as crazy as it seems

The only place you’re truly free is cosy in your dreams

I said the only place you’re truly free is cosy in your dreams

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

The world is run by clowns with trigger happy hands

But the world is filled with people that we don’t understand

So we’re living in a culture made of death and fear

Doesn’t seem the human race will make it through the year

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

Put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck

put your hands in the air, and wave them like you give a fuck