There's children on the street using guns and knives
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Taking drugs and each other's lives
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Killing each other with knives and forks
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Calling each other names like 'dork'
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There's people on the street getting diseases from monkeys
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Yeah, that's what I said - they're getting diseases from monkeys
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Now there's junkies with monkey disease
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Who's touching these monkeys, please
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Leave these poor sick monkeys alone
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They've got problems enough as it is.
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Man's lying on the street
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Some punk's chopped off his head
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I'm the only one who stops
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To see if he's dead
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Mmm¡¦
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Turns out he's dead.
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And that's why I'm singing
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What¡¦what is wrong with the world today?
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What is wrong with the world today?
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[Jemaine mumbles]
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What¡¦what is wrong with the world today?
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You gotta think about it
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Think think about it.
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Good cops been framed and put into a can.
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All the money that we're making is going to the man.
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What man?
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Which man?
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Who's the man?
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When's a man a man?
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What makes a man a man?
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Am I a man?
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Yes. Technically I am.
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They're turning kids into slaves just to make cheaper sneakers.
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But what's the real cost?
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¡®Cause the sneakers don't seem that much cheaper.
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Why are we still paying so much for sneakers
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When you got them made by little slave kids
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What are your overheads?
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Well, at the end of your life, you're lucky if you die,
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Sometimes I wonder why we even try.
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I saw a man lying on the street half dead
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With knives and forks sticking out of his leg.
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And he said,
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¡°Ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow-ow
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Can somebody get that knife and fork out of my leg, please?
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Can somebody please remove these cutleries from my knees?¡±
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And then we break it down.
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Yeah...ooh-ohh...This is the acapella jams
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Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh...
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Yeah, yeah...
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Yeah-yeah-yaah-aah-ahh-ahh-ahh
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Whoah-whoah-oooooooo...
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Breakin' it down
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Break it down
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[Lots of whoahs and weird mouth sounds...]
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Think About It
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| Flight Of The Conchords |
