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Is this the real world that I seeOr just a broken memory?A thousand voices all screamOne man to sell a million dreamsAin't got the will to leave itAin't got the pills to feel itBut as I'm slippin on my suitI know he's pissin on my bootsOhWhat kinda world is this we're livin in?What kinda world is this where I'm just a number?What kinda world is this we're livin in?What kinda way is this to treat one another?Don't try to fight itTry to hideAnd if I find an alibiThey sell the world to track you downAnd trick you out of every cloudThere's little time to like itYou'd better run a misfitYou've got a lot of time to chooseAnd now they're rippin up your rootsOhWhat kinda world is this we're livin in?What kinda world is this where I'm just a number?What kinda world is this we're livin in?SongtexteWhat kinda way is this to treat one another?Camel tries and needle sighHe takes a long look at his lifeTurns away and feels he's being misunderstoodBack to the wine and to the glassTry to make your memories lastAll I know is that I'd take you there if I couldAnd I wouldIf I couldThen I wouldIf I couldIf I wouldWhat kinda world?What kinda world?What kinda world?What kinda world?What kinda world?What kinda world?What kinda world? Aus Songtexte Mania