All around is anger, automatic guns
It’s death in large numbers, no respect for women or our little ones
I tried talking to Jesus, but He just put me on hold
Said He’d been swamped by calls this week
And He couldn’t shake His cold

And still this emptiness persists
Perhaps this is as good as it gets
When you’ve given up the drink and those nasty cigarettes
Now I leave the party early, at least with no regrets
I watch the sun as it comes up, I watch it as it sets
Yeah this is as good as it gets.

My my my it’s a beautiful world
I like sleeping with Marie
She is one sexy girl, full of mystery
She says she doesn’t love me but she likes my company
For now that’s good enough for me

My my my it’s a beautiful world

“Beautiful World” is by Colin Hay, from his album Going Somewhere.