Upside down
The world is upside down and that's a shame
From the shores of California
To the coast of Maine
From the blue sky to the solemn sand
Over the mountains into forbidden land
The world is upside down and you can see
We seem to be caught up in a some type of revelry
Living in sin and trecherous pride
Is there anywhere for us to hide?
The world is upside down and it is so
How could this world sink so low?
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