Perfect World - Rarities Version

Ooh-boo-boo, take a look at you
Hanging on third and Daisy
Whoa-bo-bo, policemen after you
Smokin' crack cocaine makes you crazy

You think everything's perfect in your world today
I think everything's just not really
Take off your glass pipe, take off your sunglasses
And tell me what you can see

And I say, lies, corruption, look this way
Girly on the corner, but she's not okay
You got lies, you got rats in the street
You got no shoes, no shoes on the baby's feet

Whoa-ho-ho-ho, it's a perfect world
Yeah, yeah, na-na-na, it's a perfect world
Oh, ah, it's a perfect world
It's a perfect world, yew

Whoa-bo-bo, take a look at you
On your way to Kenny's
Bo-bo-bo, won't you stop that crap?
Smoking that bum makes you crazy

But everything's crazy in the world today
So you, you might as well smoke it anyway
I said you might as well, it hit, it lit, you will like that
Which you can not tell

What is up? What's down? What is up? What's down?
What's up? What's down? I don't know it's going 'round
Head is spinning and it feel alright
But the kids, the kids, the kids are alright

Whoa-ho-ho-ho, it's a perfect world
Yeah, whoa, oh, no, no, it's a perfect world

Gotta keep living in a perfect world
Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world
Gotta keep pushing in a perfect world
Gotta keep pushing in a-
You want us to end it right there then?



Credits
Writer(s): Bradley James Nowell
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