John Wesley Harding - The World Lyrics
I was holding up a cigarette and trying to find my mouthTyring hard to look so cool like any other ticket toutPeople sipping on each other's blood, they're all out for the countTalking turkey all around me, what are they all on about?It's the world and all its problemsThe world and all its problemsThe world and all its problemsI'm walking out it's past midnight, so i stay in the lightPlease stop breathing on my shoulder, he's just trying to start a fightHe says "what was that you called me?" and something says i mightJust try to reason with him, where's the beaten track tonight?(chorus)Jesus gandhi's on a limb out where good guys don't goTelling all these parables that everybody knowsAnd no-one wants to hear them cos he tells them all so slowYou can catch him on the news when he becomes a superhero(chorus)I'm sitting on your sofaThinking about how things rhymeHow i wish you'd plug the dansette inAnd turn it up just one more timeOne more timeEverybody wants all the truth but it's easier to lieMe i love this girl called ruth, we had to say goodbyeI loved her so much sometimes that it made me wanna dieAnd i'd hate her so much sometimes and we knew the reason why(chorus)
