Woke up the other mornin it was a perfect day picked up the news paper check the front page (What it say) ten new wars today no cause for dismay generally okay (Hip hooray) dragged on my kit gautier recycled plastic handmade yesterday my face paled a**ailed by the tales of decay enthralled by the world wide hop to the fray (Next page) things a getting better all the way see another f**in tanker blew it's load in the bay (Hey great) What you'd call a small way lay just a couple hundred ton of the crude on display (greasy) time to move on no delay gimme the next headline just a by line away (New plague) Somethin about the coming of aids air born... now we got some trouble goin on Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world nanana (Repeat) (ooee) fixed myself a hot cup of tea sat back and relaxed clicked on the tv (What'd you see) Popstars raw derriere shake the sh** bare waxed legs in the air (Monoieu) Bluff in with the t and the flair ain't nothin but a half baked muffin afffair they say s** spells when you got sh** to say o f** please miss K put yo vag away (profane) pop the damn dial make it change from the pure purile to the plainly inane (insane) now i'm goin outta my brain the B grade pain that i fail to refrain it's tha anthropological fly on the cubicle wall with the universal casting call for all the line between the real and the wrong (All gone) Now we got some trouble goin on Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world nanana (Repeat) (Here we go) knocked down my clock radio so i could get my piece of the say so (first row) tickets to the blow by blow (stereo) mmm...that's how the sh** flow (explode) just another eye for eye let you know whose god is booking the flights only one thing holely about a holy war and that's the bullet ridden bodies on the k**in floor but the wall street booms and everyone's paid cept the chi lo who made my shoes for a dollar a day (I'm afraid) Big biz has got your government played demockracy rotten on a mad cow strain fast food chains have been feeding us brains and remains cutting costs still the name of the game hate to rain on your parade but now the hunter is the prey (new dawn) now we got some trouble goin on. Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world nanana (Repeat) Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world Get down hell yeah f** the goddamn world.