I protest
All the k**ings in the world
I regret to say there's nothing I can do to stop this war
And we call
All the leaders to respond
Is there anything that I can do to help us move along
From the north
Of constant rain and unemployment
To the frigid town of anchorage
Are they anchored to the point
From the east coasts many buildings
To the city's subway fare
To the west of Mississippi
Do they understand this world is f*ckin f*cked
This world is f*cked
Did you hear
Of the shooting down the street
Same old story
People die
Names and faces change
Keep a count
Cut the clippings everyday
We can't explain a promise
Of a future where we play
From the north
Of constant rain and unemployment
To the frigid town of anchorage
Are they anchored to the point
From the east coasts many buildings
To the city's subway fare
To the west of Mississippi
Do they understand this world is f*ckin f*cked
This world is f*cked