What In The World Lyrics

Jim Lea
Thank the Lord for Iraqs and Irans
How mixed up they turned out to be
They all seem so clinical, I feel so cynical
What in the world does it mean?

Thank the Lord for the automobile
We ain't going nowhere it seems
We'll risk life and death while we're gasping for breath
Tell me, what in the world does it mean?
Now listen

Thank the Lord for the gift of our lives
No thanks for how tough it has been
I think as we sit, oh well, ain't life a s*** kick?
And what in the world does it mean?

W-woah, what in the world?
W-woah, what in the world?
W-woah, you say that I say

Thank the lord for the rate of divorce
What misery there has been
You'll be educated in s**, love and hate
Tell me, what in the world does it mean?
Now here this

Thank the Lord for my g-generation
What lousy parents we've been
While we're at the bar, our kid's stealing a car
Tell me, what in the world does it mean?
Sing

W-woah, what in the world?
W-woah, what in the world?
W-woah, you say that I say
You say that I say

Thank the Lord for the state of our minds
The child is the father of me
But I think if we'd own up, I don't think we've grown up
And what in the world does it mean?
Hey you

Thank the Lord for 2000 AD
What a big party there'll be
We'll get high, we'll get hooked
On the way home we'll get mugged
And what in the world does it mean?
Sing it

W-woah, what in the world?
W-woah, what in the world?
W-woah, you say that I say

Thank the Lord for the state of the world
Big Brother has gone now we're free
And, brother, we're free now to kill one another
And what in the world does it mean?

Thank the Lord for the gift of our death
("Okay, everybody, out of the pool")