Now that youre old enough. And all grown now trying to act so tough. Here comes a slap right in the face. Branding irons and cattle prods. Cowboys everywhere ropes flyin through the air. Leaves some kind of funny aftertaste. And when the room gets small. And the streets are filled with fighting. Youll find a way to escape. Youll find a better place. Its a crazy mixed up world out there. Someones always got a gun and its all about money. You live with loneliness or you live with somebody. Whos crazy. Its just a crazy mixed up world. Jet fighters streak the air. And where theyre going nobody seems to care. I guess well just wait and watch em fade. I dont think much about. The things I thought I just couldnt live without. I live without them everyday. And when you just cant handle. One more panhandler. It leaves you wishing for change. A fast car to take you away. Its a crazy mixed up world out there. Someones always got a gun and its all about money. You live with loneliness or you live with somebody. Whos crazy. Its just a crazy mixed up world. So take your shattered faith. And make it just like new with crazy glue and tape. Youre gonna need it again someday. Youre gonna need it again. Youre gonna need it today