What in the World - Jim Lea

Thank the lord for Iraq’s and Iran’s

How mixed up they turned out to be

They all seem so clinical, I feel so cynical

What in the world does it mean?

Thank the lord for the automobile

We ain’t going nowhere it seems

We’ll risk life and death while we’re gasping for breath

Tell me what in the world does it mean?

Now listen

Thank the lord for the gift of our lives

No thanks for how tough it has been

I think as we sit, oh well, ain’t life a shit kick?

And what in the world does it mean?

Woah, what in the world?

Woah, what in the world?

Woah, you say that I say

Thank the lord for the rate of divorce

What misery there has been

You’ll be educated in sex, love and hate

Tell me what in the world does it mean?

Now here this

Thank the lord for my generation

What lousy parents we’ve been

While we’re at the bar, our kid’s stealing a car

Tell me what in the world does it mean?

Sing

Woah, what in the world?

Woah, what in the world?

Woah, you say that I say

You say that I say

Thank the lord for the state of our minds

The child is the father of me

But I think if we’d own up, I don’t think we’ve grown up

And what in the world does it mean?

Hey you

Thank the lord for 2000 AD

What a big party there’ll be

We’ll get high, we’ll get hooked

On the way home we’ll get mugged

And what in the world does it mean?

Sing it

Woah, what in the world?

Woah, what in the world?

Woah, you say that I say

Thank the lord for the state of the world

Big Brother has gone now we’re free

And brother we’re free now to kill one another

And what in the world does it mean?

Thank the lord for the gift of our death

(Okay everybody, out of the pool)