(C)Peo ple mov in’ out, peo ple mov in’ in, why?

Be cause of the col or of their skin, run, run, run but you sho’ can’t hide.

An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth, vote for me and I’ll set you free.

Rap on,

broth er, rap on.

Well, the on ly per son talk in’ ’bout love thy broth er is the preach er,

and it seems no bod y’s in ter est ed in learn ing but the teach er.

Seg re ga tion, de ter mi na tion, dem on stra tion, in te gra tion, ag gra va tion, hu mil i a tion, ob li ga tion to our na tion, ball of con fu sion,

oh

yeah,

that’s what the world is to day.

The sale of pills is at an all time high, young folks walk in’ ’round with their heads in the sky, cit ies a flame in the sum mer time, and, oh,

the beat goes on.

Ev o lu tion, rev o lu tion, gun con trol, the sound of soul, shoot in’ rock ets to the moon, kids grow ing up too soon.

Pol i ti cians say more tax es will solve ev ’ry thing,

and the band played on.

Round and a round and a round we go where the world’s head ed no bod y knows.

(F)Great goo ga moo ga can’t you hear me talk in’ to you, just a (C)ball of con fu sion.

Oh yeah,

that’s what the world is to day.

Fear in the air, ten sion ev ’ry where, un em ploy ment ris ing fast, the Bea tle’s new rec ord’s a gas and the on ly safe place to live is on an In di an res er va tion

and the band played on.

Eve of de struc tion, tax de duc tion, cit y in spec tors, bill col lec tors, mod clothes in de mand, pop u la tion out of hand, su i cide, too man y bills, hip pies mov in’ to the hills, peo ple all o ver the world are shout in’ end the war,

and the band played on.

(C)ball of con fu sion

that’s

what the world is to day.

Let me hear you, let me hear you, let me hear you, (C)ball of con fu sion

that’s

what the world is to day.

Let me hear you, let me hear you, let me hear you,