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There's something wrong with the world today
I don't know what it is
Something's wrong with our eyes

We're seeing things in a different way
And God knows it ain't His
It sure ain't no surprise

We're livin' on the edge

There's something wrong with the world today
The light bulb's getting dim
There's a meltdown in the sky

If you can judge a wise man
By the color of his skin
The mister you're a better man than I

We're livin on the edge (You can't help yourself from fallin')
Livin' on the edge (You can't help yourself at all)
Livin' on the edge (You can't stop yourself from fallin')
Livin' on the edge

Tell me what you think about your situation
Complication-aggravation
Is getting to you

If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin'
And even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin'
Back again?
I bet you would my friend
Again and again and again and again and again

Tell me what you think about your situation
Complication-aggravation
Is getting to you

If chicken little tells you that the sky is fallin'
And even if it wasn't would you still come crawlin'
Back again?
I think you would my friend
Again and again and again and again

Something right with the world today
And everybody knows it's wrong
But we can tell them no or we can let it go
But I would rather be hanging on

We're livin on the edge (You can't help yourself from fallin')
Livin' on the edge (You can't help yourself at all)
Livin' on the edge (You can't stop yourself from fallin')
Livin' on the edge