[Verse 1]
Who needs a remote control?
The way I feel right now is impenetrable
And on the big 4th down, a bump in the road
The shortest little tunnel ride from Lake to Monroe
Ring, ring, ring, oh my death machine
Well it rings all day it doesn’t mean anything
I took the red line south, the mask on my mouth
For all my friends in different metropolitan towns
For all my friends in different metropolitan towns
It’s just another wrinkle in the cloud

[Chorus]
It’s what you get, it’s where you are
It’s how we're built
What a world, what a world
It’s what you get, it’s where you are
It’s not a race
What a world, what a world

[Bridge]
It's like a whistle in the wind
Feels like the end of everything

[Verse 2]
Who sees the thread in the veil
I need my government check, it got lost in the mail
And for the fresh new pack, fifteen on the bill
Everything considered, still a drop in the pail
Ooh-wee, checking your messages, please
I'm in the crib these days, where would you rather be?
I miss the brown line track too close to the screen
'Cause that view of the city is my favorite scene
Yeah that view of the city is my favorite scene
Covering up the wrinkles underneath
[Chorus]
It’s what you get, it’s where you are
It’s how you're built
What a world, what a world
It’s what you get, it’s where you are
It’s not a race
What a world, what a world