Roger Chapman - Wicked World текст песни

Chapman

Somebody stealing my money
Liberating my cash
Picking the lock of my pocket
Re-arranging my stash
Somebody poisoned my water
Gone & fractured my well
Somebody lagged in my agua
Somebody heading for hell
I said yeh – oh yeh – I said yeh – hell, yeh
Aint that wicked world! Aint that a wicked world!

Somebody drinkin' my whiskey
Evaporating my juice,
Raiding on my alcohol ------ $50 proof
Somebody opened my ice-box
They must be helping themselves
Because nothing left of my daily bread
Somebody heading for hell
I said yeh – oh yeh – I said yeh – hell, yeh
Aint that a wicked world! Aint that a wicked world!

Somebody de-caffed my java
Un-appetizing my tea
Dishing the dirt on my sugar
I don't know who to believe
Somebody taking my woman
Somebody making her smell
Putting their bread in her oven
Hey somebody heading for hell

I said yeh – oh yeh – I said yeh – hell, yeh
Aint that a wicked world! Aint that a wicked world!