The world must be upside down Or somehow turned around The people are acting strange The weather's a constant change. Afraid to walk the halls Jump at shouts and calls Trust only a very few And run when frightened, too. Stay where we feel fine Others behind an unreal line Go to those who will guard us Trust not a single car or bus Run like a frightened rabbit And make it inot a habit Until the world's not upside down Or somehow turned around.