Mixed Up World (Words and music by Ross Nicholson)

As you rise for work and put on a shirt a thought come’s through
What the hell we gonna do..
I feel so plastic so lock me in a cage,im running around naked
like ive got roadrage.

The power in the money ,the people in control,all that ive got is a little bit of soul
Oh can you help me to make things real ,I need some reaction not cold faces of steel !

Oh,we live in a Mixed up World,We live in a Mixed up World

I hang out at pub’s,I hang out at clubs,I hang out with people who like to do drugs
You’re so unhappy part of the machine,you’re acting like baby’s ,you know what I mean..?


The guy’s want sex,the girl’s want space,we live in a fucked up mixed up race
What we gonna do all you girl’s and boy’s;
to make some peace,we got to make some noise!!

We can defeat them!Give me some meaning..maybe im dreaming!
Let’s start leading,yeah!


The bullshit in the game,the worship in a name,lose all you're thinking on the stock exchange!The power in the real,the perfect ideal,just make up the way you really feel!

Oh,we live in a Mixed up World,We live in a Mixed up World..