It's a small world ("It's a...small world...") What goes around, comes around A very small world ("It's a...small world...") At the time you least expect it You get away with it now Soon enough it catches up to you Someway, somehow Nigga you reap what

It's just the curl of the burl That's just the way of the world I feed the powerless I killed a man 'cause he killed my goat I put my hands around his throat He tried to reason with the sky and the clouds

I have been to the edge before, at the end of the world But there is nothing for me so I guess I'll just turn around I will follow my footsteps back home Still the same as before, but there is nothing for me So I guess I'll just turn around Can't you see

You can see my tears, in the rain Hey, in the rain hey, in the rain Underneath it all, we’re just the same, same, same All around the world it’s just the same, same, same Nah, so I let it rain Every day I, wake up, to the same shit In the same house,

Spread love, spread love, spread love Go far, go far, go far Spreading love to all the boys and girls We can go far, all the way around the world I'm offering my hand now, won't you come with me? We can go far, go far, go far Spread love all around the

Bubble butt, bubble, bubble, bubble butt Turn around, stick it out Show the world you got a Make me come Show the world you got it Wine, go down, turn and flick it A girl like me know how fi handle oi wicked One bat, two balls, swing it like cricket Pull

Southside, money make the world go round Money make the world go round New York, money make the world go round L.A., money make the world go round Midwest, money make the world go round Down South, money make the world go round Some people want nothin'

We don't mess around We don't tie you up Just to let you down Don't girls like us make the world go round and round? I've never been a stranger to working hard But I've been known to play You won't likely find me letting down my guard But I'll get drunk

They will follow the echo, echo, echo, echo Oh, all around the World, There's an echo As he takes a bow And they all know all the girls, the boys They chase the noise Through the highs and through the lows Classical poems Battle my own demons

It's just another day in Heaven It's just another day in Heaven Turn on the news you'd think the world ain't got a prayer But if you turn it off and look around It's just another day in Heaven South oh oh