Life's been good I can't complain so far    Designer clothes expensive caviar    And gated homes to keep the wolves at bay   Tinted glass to hide my guilt and shame Neon signs and vagrants at the door   Broken values needles liquor stores   And won't somebody help me to believe Help me to deny the things I see But whatever comes your way Sometimes you win sometimes you lose when it all comes down you make it through You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around   Something tells me not to make a scene  Open up your heart and let me in       I've traveled far enough to meet my own demise Seems that everyone I know still wears the same disguise Take me rape me push me down as long as I'm understood Like the soldiers view from the bunkers to towers at Park Avenue yeah yeah yeah Something tells me not to make a scene  Open up your heart and let me in You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around   Something tells me not to make a scene  Open up your heart and let me in You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around   You got the whole world around