Gob. Something's Wrong. Zeneszám

If your whole kind was dying off
You would make the appropriate changes
To prolong your days
It would open your eyes
Proving that you're not blind
But with your head stuck in your ass
Well, you just won't know
There's something wrong with the world today
There's something wrong with the world
There's something wrong with the world I'd say
It's not like it's one
It's the majority of the population
That share this ignorance
You've got to go outside and realize
That you're not the only one
And then you just might care