You Got the World Songtext
von Fatty Gets a Stylist

Down in the middle of a burning flame
You got the world and it′s turning again
Run like you're hopping on Aladdin′s chain
You got the world and it's turning again

You got the world
You got the world
You got the world then it's turning again

Sing while you lie, you′re converting the child
You got the world and it′s turning again
Gold in the palm of the reader of the psalm
You got the world and it's turning again

You got the world
You got the world
You got the world then it′s turning again


You lie in wait, cerebral ride
The call of the wild
So high, high, high, high, high

Cold as the maw of a rabid dog
You got the world and it's turning again
Crooked as the dial of a knock-off watch
You got the world and it′s turning again

I wanna nibble on the crumbs of your warm cake belly

You lie in wait, cerebral ride
The call of the wild
The sun, sun, sun, sun
Did you ever really get it?

You got the world
You got the world

You got the world then it's turning again