Verse 1      A5
        There's children on the street using guns and knives;
        F#5
             They're taking drugs and each others' lives.
        B5
             Killing each other with knives and forks.
             B5                                 D5
        And calling each other names like "dork".   Oh, woh.

Verse 2        A5
        There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys.
        F#5
            Yeah, that's what I said, they're getting diseases from monkeys.
                B5
        Now, there's junkies with monkey disease.          
        B5
           Who's touching these monkeys, please?
        B5
        Leave these poor sick monkeys alone;
                 D5
        They got problems enough as it is.


Verse 3      A5
        A man is lying on the street some punk's chopped off his head.
             F#5                                        B5
        I'm the only one who stops to see if he's dead,
             B5
        Mm , turns out he's dead.


Biss                              D5
        And that's why I'm singing: what,
               C#5
        What is wrong with the world today?
        B5
             What's wrong with the world today? mumbling
        D5         C#5                      B5
        What, what is wrong with the world today?
                   B5
        You gotta think about it, think, think about it.


Verse 4 A5
             Good cops been framed and put into a can,
                  F#5
        And all the money that we're making is going to the man.
        B5
             What man? Which man? Who's the man?
                  B5
        When's a man a man? What makes a man a man?
            B5          D5
        Am I a man? Yes, technically I am.


Verse 5               A5
        They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers
           F#5
        but what's the real cost?
               F#5                                B5
        'Cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper
                          B5
        Why are we still paying so much for sneakers
                           B5                             D5
        When you got them being made by little slave kids? What are your overheads?


Verse 6       A5
        At the end of you life you're lucky if you die
        F#5
             Sometimes I wonder why we even try.
        B5
             Saw a man lying on the street half dead
             B5
        With knives and forks sticking out of his leg.


Outro              D5            C#5
        And he said, Ah, ah ah wow wow wow wow wow wow
        B5
             Can somebody please get the knife and fork out of my leg please?
        D5                      C#5                                B5
             Can somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees?
                                    A5
        And then we break it down. [Ad lib to end]
        A5           F#5       B5          D/W 

        D5       C#5    B5    A5