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 yor 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 yor 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
whole world around
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
