Lyrics:
Good god, by the look of things
Youd think the worlds about to end
Prophets rise profiteering on a wave of public discontent
Money means monkey business
Pimping that green means gold
I think you get the picture
So strike that selfie pose
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
World is on fire burning like a witchs brew
Climate has changed everything tween me and you
Tempers are high and theyre climbing higher soon
World of blame, think Ill point my finger too
Point it right at you
Point it right at you
Shake down like we havent seen since 1939 Berlin
Enemies manufactured in a rage of zero tolerance
Marching right off the deep end
Emperors got new clothes
I think you get the picture
So strike that selfie pose
Hell yeah, hell yeah
Hell yeah, hell yeah
World is on fire burning like a witchs brew
Climate has changed everything tween me and you
Tempers are high and theyre climbing higher soon
World of blame, think Ill point my finger too
Point it right at you
Point it back at you
Point it right at you
Point it back at you
World is on fire burning like a witchs brew
Climate has changed everything tween me and you
Tempers are high and theyre climbing higher soon
World of blame, think Ill point my finger too
World is on fire, world is on fire
World is on fire, world is on fire
World is on fire, world is on fire
World is on fire, world is on fire
