Is this the real world that I seenOr just a broken memory?nA thousand voices all screamnOne man to sell a million dreamsnAin't got the will to leave itnAin't got the pills to feel itnBut as I'm slippin on my suitnI know he's pissin on my bootsnOhnWhat kinda world is this we're livin in?nWhat kinda world is this where I'm just a number?nWhat kinda world is this we're livin in?nWhat kinda way is this to treat one another?nDon't try to fight itnTry to hidenAnd if I find an alibinThey sell the world to track you downnAnd trick you out of every cloudnThere's little time to like itnYou'd better run a misfitnYou've got a lot of time to choosenAnd now they're rippin up your rootsnOhnWhat kinda world is this we're livin in?nWhat kinda world is this where I'm just a number?nWhat kinda world is this we're livin in?nWhat kinda way is this to treat one another?nCamel tries and needle sighnHe takes a long look at his lifenTurns away and feels he's being misunderstoodnBack to the wine and to the glassnTry to make your memories lastnAll I know is that I'd take you there if I couldnAnd I wouldnIf I couldnThen I wouldnIf I couldnIf I wouldnnWhat kinda world?nWhat kinda world?nWhat kinda world?nWhat kinda world?nWhat kinda world?nWhat kinda world?nWhat kinda world?