IÂ’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 donÂ’t leave the ground cause IÂ’m too scared to fly
I donÂ’t check the mail cause I donÂ’t wanna die
IÂ’m sinkin fast and I donÂ’t mean maybe
Lord help us please, the whole worldÂ’s gone crazy
the whole worldÂ’s gone crazy

I wake up in the morning, turn on the TV
I gotÂ’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
thereÂ’s a man on the corner and heÂ’s carrying a sign
heÂ’s there everyday so I donÂ’t pay him no mind
heÂ’s got a wife and a new born baby
Lord help us please, the whole worldÂ’s gone crazy
the whole worldÂ’s gone crazy

ThereÂ’s preacher on TV on a set made of gold
he said send some money and heÂ’ll pray for my soul
if I send enough then God might save me
Lord help us please, the whole worldÂ’s gone crazy
the whole worldÂ’s gone crazy