Think About It

Children on the streets using guns and knives Taking drugs and each other's lives Killing each other using knives and forks And calling each other names like dork There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys Yeah that's what I said, their getting diseases from monkeys Whys this happening, please, whose been touching these monkeys Leave these poor sick monkeys alone There sick, they've got problems enough as it is A man is lying on the street, some punk has chopped off his head And I'm the only one who stops to see if he's dead, aoh Turns out he's dead That's why I'm singing, aoh what is wrong with the world today? What's wrong with the world today, *mumbles* never said nothings wrong with it Oh, what is wrong with the world today? Think about it, think about it, think, think about it Good cops get framed and put into a can And all the money that we're making is going to the man What man, whose the man, when's a man a man, why's it so hard to be a man Am I a man? Yes, technically, I am... They're turning kids into slaves They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers But what's the real cost, 'cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper Why are we still paying so much for sneakers when they're made by little slave kids What are your overheads? Well, at the end of your life, you are lucky if you die Sometimes I wonder why I would even try Why try I saw a man lying on the street half dead He had knives and forks sticking out of his leg He said, Ahh ahh ahh ahhhhhhhhwww Can somebody get the knife and fork out of my leg, please Oh, could somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees This is where we break it down