I was holding up a cigarette and trying to find my mouth
Trying hard to look so cool like any other ticket out
People sipping on each other's blood, they're all out for the count
Talking turkey all around me, what are they all on about

It's the world and all its problems
The world and all its problems
The world and all its problems

I'm walking out it's past midnight, so I stay in the light
Please stop breathing on my shoulder, he's just trying to start a fight
He says
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The World (And All Its Problems) Lyrics

John Wesley Harding – The World (And All Its Problems) Lyrics

Songwriters: JOHN WESLEY HARDING
The World (And All Its Problems) lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

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