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I've got a computer, fits the palm of my hand Somehow the satellites know just where I am I must be paranoid or crazy I guess To tell you the truth it scares me to death I don't leave the ground 'cause I'm too scared to fly I don't check the mail 'cause I don't wanna die I'm sinkin' fast and I don't mean maybe Lord help us please, the whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy I wake up in the morning, turn on the TV I got's to get my daily dose of misery Ignore my family before I head off to work I hate my job 'cause my boss is a jerk There's a man on the corner and he's carrying a sign He's there everyday so I don't pay him no mind He's got a wife and a new born baby Lord help us please, the whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy There's preacher on TV on a set made of gold He said send some money and he'll pray for my soul If I send enough then God might save me Lord help us please, the whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy The whole world's gone crazy |