People moving out
People moving in
Why
Because the color of their skin
(Run, run, run, run, run
But you sure can't hide)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Vote for me and I'll set you free
(Rap on, brother
Rap on)
Well the only person talking 'bout
Love thy brother
Is the preacher
And it seems nobody's interested in learning
But the teacher
Segregation, determination
Demonstration, integration
Aggravation, humiliation
Obligation to our nation
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
Ball of confusion
That's what the world is today
The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walkin 'round with their heads in the sky
The cities ablaze in the summertime
(And the beat goes on)
Evolution, revolution
Gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon
Kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything
(And the band played on)
So around and around and around we go
Where the world's headed, nobody knows
It's a ball of confusion
(Oh yeah)
That's what the world is today
Hey, hey
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
Fear in the air, tension everywhere
Unemployment rising fast
The new Sons record is a gas
And the only safe place to live
Is on a Native reservation
(And the band played on)
Eve of destruction, tax deduction
City inspectors, bill collectors
Mod clothes in demand
Population out of hand
Suicide, too many bills
Hippies moving to the hills
And people all over the world are shouting
End the war
(And the band played on)
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
It's a ball of confusion
Sons Lunaris - Ball of Confusion Lyrics
Sons Lunaris - Ball of Confusion Lyrics
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English
People moving out
People moving in
Why
Because the color of their skin
(Run, run, run, run, run
But you sure can't hide)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Vote for me and I'll set you free
(Rap on, brother
Rap on)
Well the only person talking 'bout
Love thy brother
Is the preacher
And it seems nobody's interested in learning
But the teacher
Segregation, determination
Demonstration, integration
Aggravation, humiliation
Obligation to our nation
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
Ball of confusion
That's what the world is today
The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walkin 'round with their heads in the sky
The cities ablaze in the summertime
(And the beat goes on)
Evolution, revolution
Gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon
Kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything
(And the band played on)
So around and around and around we go
Where the world's headed, nobody knows
It's a ball of confusion
(Oh yeah)
That's what the world is today
Hey, hey
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
Fear in the air, tension everywhere
Unemployment rising fast
The new Sons record is a gas
And the only safe place to live
Is on a Native reservation
(And the band played on)
Eve of destruction, tax deduction
City inspectors, bill collectors
Mod clothes in demand
Population out of hand
Suicide, too many bills
Hippies moving to the hills
And people all over the world are shouting
End the war
(And the band played on)
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
It's a ball of confusion
People moving in
Why
Because the color of their skin
(Run, run, run, run, run
But you sure can't hide)
An eye for an eye
A tooth for a tooth
Vote for me and I'll set you free
(Rap on, brother
Rap on)
Well the only person talking 'bout
Love thy brother
Is the preacher
And it seems nobody's interested in learning
But the teacher
Segregation, determination
Demonstration, integration
Aggravation, humiliation
Obligation to our nation
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
Ball of confusion
That's what the world is today
The sale of pills are at an all time high
Young folks walkin 'round with their heads in the sky
The cities ablaze in the summertime
(And the beat goes on)
Evolution, revolution
Gun control, sound of soul
Shooting rockets to the moon
Kids growing up too soon
Politicians say more taxes will solve everything
(And the band played on)
So around and around and around we go
Where the world's headed, nobody knows
It's a ball of confusion
(Oh yeah)
That's what the world is today
Hey, hey
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
Fear in the air, tension everywhere
Unemployment rising fast
The new Sons record is a gas
And the only safe place to live
Is on a Native reservation
(And the band played on)
Eve of destruction, tax deduction
City inspectors, bill collectors
Mod clothes in demand
Population out of hand
Suicide, too many bills
Hippies moving to the hills
And people all over the world are shouting
End the war
(And the band played on)
Great googa mooga
Can't you hear me talkin to ya
It's a ball of confusion
Writer: Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC