World of Sin

One lives on a street of gold
In a mansion full of riches with a big billfold
The other lives in a paradise
But there’s too much peach and quite so he rolls the dice
Instead of reaching common ground
They fight to bring each other down, down, down, down

To work together where do we begin?
Each for himself in a world of sin
With no money no wars to win
We’d rather live in a world of sin

One fights with rocks and knives, the other brings a sword and ends his life
That one dies from a bullet hole, the next one builds a city around his own flagpole
He gets defeated by his own best friend, who wonders when this motherfucking war will end
He wonders when this motherfucking war will end
It will never end, it will never end