WORLD RUNNING DOWN The top percent have hoarded all The American Dream The rest of us, we live a nightmare you've never seen As yet we go along our way across the busy street And way up high tall windows there Contain the shit-stains laughing at me You know that the world is running down Can hear the tick-tock slowing down About the place there's a feeling we can't go on anymore I can see the sun up in the sky While my own son's glad that I died Unhappy place, spinning 'round Upon a turntable until we're standing at the door Their fingers twitch upon the switch As billboards a mile high Tell you to drive right into the ditch And no one ever asks them why It's all a rouse, a bloody game The privileged get to see I lost my life I lost my fame But oh my big mouth is just the same You know that the world is running down Can hear the tick-tock slowing down About the place there's a feeling we can't go on anymore I can see the sun up in the sky While my own son's glad that I died Unhappy place, spinning 'round Upon a turntable until we're standing at the door What's all this for? God why'd you wanna keep me here for? They can't hear me Anymore than their own inner scream We're on a train, our shoulders touch Excuse, pardon me I'm not the know-it-all you've heard I tried but that just isn't me You had it handed to you on a plate And still you disrespecting me You don't need love; you love to hate Don't even know me looking at me You know that the world is running down Can hear the tick-tock slowing down About the place there's a feeling we can't go on anymore I can see the sun up in the sky While my own son's glad that I died Unhappy place, spinning 'round Upon a turntable until we're standing at the door Copyright 2011 - JESUS OLDMAN & THE APOSTLES