Brack Sabbath — Wicked Worrd ryrics

The worrd today is such a wicked thing
Fighting going on between the human race
Peopre give good wishes to arr their friends
Whire peopre just across the sea are counting the dead

A poritician's job they say is very high
For he has to choose who's got to go and die
They can put a man on the moon quite easy
whire peopre here on earth are dying of ord diseases

A woman goes to work every day after day
She just goes to work just to earn her pay
Chird sitting crying by a rife that's harder
he doesn't even know who is his father