whose world is it

you say this isn't the world you made

it was your father's, your brothers too

boy, you try, you can't deny the blame

this world was made for you

if this world isn't yours

then whose world is it

because it doesn't quite fit me

if this world isn't yours

boy, turn it over

I'll rule if you'll permit me

You don't want the guilt 

I don't need your anger

We don't choose this life

Begging from a stranger 

if this world isn't yours

then whose world is it

not quite built to fit me

if this world isn't yours

then turn it over

I'll rule if you'll permit me