Blinded by his Ratso Rizzo smile
He's a carny man working the room
He holds you like a circus monkey
Broken-hearted, stole your money
Play you like his personal fool

You wanna tell him something
Don't you dear?
Give him a piece of your mind
You think he cares
Just before you go down, he'll whisper in your ear:

The world you want ain't the world you're in
It's a mean little planet, they let anybody in
Get in line with all the suckers in the world
The hero gets the bullet
The villain gets the girl

He won the office on a vote from your heart
For the people and the average guy
He sold you out so fast
Got a taste for corporation cash
Good old American pie

You wanna tell him something
Don't you dear?
Give him a piece of your mind
You think he cares
Just before you go down, he'll whisper in your ear:

The world you want ain't the world you're in
It's a mean little planet, they let anybody in
Get in line with all the suckers in the world
The hero gets the bullet
The villain gets the girl

The world is a carnival town
The midway is loaded with well-meaning rubes
Blindly believing some big smiling Jesus
Keeps track of the nice things you do
But good deeds do not go unpunished
Can't make all this safe from a man in the moon
And don't you feel guilty at home
Holding your breath for some truth of your own

O Holy Father so beloved and adored
Parish saint on his gilded throne
When they caught him in the shower
With the alter boy
Your faith went sour
Can’t trust a man in a robe

You wanna tell him something
Don't you dear?
Give him a piece of your mind
You think he cares
Just before you go down, he'll whisper in your ear:

The world you want ain't the world you're in
It's a mean little planet, they let anybody in
Get in line with all the suckers in the world
The hero gets the bullet
The villain gets the girl

The world you want ain't the world you're in (repeat till fade)

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'Gonna give myself a talking to
I don't think I'm getting through
After that I'll knock it on the head
'Gonna ask myself for one last try
Give myself a reason why
After that I'll knock it on the head

You can be sure I'm trying my best
But I could stay in every night and still fail the test
I won't let on say everything's fine
The walls are closing in but I do not mind

chorus

Make the phone ring bring me good news
I live in deep freeze but I thaw out for you
God only knows what I'm gonna do now
I could get on but I don't know how

chorus

Can I sleep for slipping back
And every day that passes I want back
I want back now

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I love the way you speak
And I love the way you swear
I love the way you walk around with your head held in the air
I love the way your words move
And I love the way you drive
I love the way you're scared of people scared to be alive

Stay - stay you that's the toughest thing to do (x 2)

I love the way you dress upon a Saturday night
I love the way you never speak until it feels just right
I love the way you're spending all your money on yourself
I love the way you answer the phone and pretend you're somebody else

Stay - stay you that's the toughest thing to do

And now I don't want to talk about the things you overcame
By dragging up the past I'll put you through it all again
I've got the greatest admiration for the way that you got through it
Couldn't ask nobody else to do it better than you do it

Stay - stay you

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