World Gone Mad

Got a pocket full of change

But it ain't gonna get me far

I'm a movin'' violation

This ain't even my car

Somebody roll up the windows

Somebody turn up the tunes

Somebody get me a valid ID

Or I'll be wearing the blues

There's no reason or rhyme, but so what

Tis the season for crime and here we come

Ready or... ooh what'd you expect

Oh what'd you expect

Got a rocket eighty-eight

But the bitch wont give it back

It's a stupid situation

But she's got a nice rack

Somebody get me a shotgun

Somebody give me a ride

somebody tell me what's going on

I'm here to take what's mine

There's no reason or rhyme, but so what

Tis the season for crime and here we come

Ready or... ooh what'd you expect

Somebody get me a shotgun

Somebody give me a ride

somebody tell me what's going on

I'm here to take what's mine