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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tina Turner
Tina Turner
Lead Vocals
Martyn Ware
Martyn Ware
Programming
Ian Craig Marsh
Ian Craig Marsh
Synthesiser Programming
David Baptiste
David Baptiste
Saxophone
Canute 'Kenny' Wellington
Canute 'Kenny' Wellington
Trumpet
Nevil 'Breeze' McKreith
Nevil 'Breeze' McKreith
Rhythm Guitar
Paul Jones
Paul Jones
Harmonica
John McGeoch
John McGeoch
Electric Guitar
Nathaniel 'Nat' Augustin
Nathaniel 'Nat' Augustin
Trombone
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Norman Whitfield
Norman Whitfield
Songwriter
Barrett Strong
Barrett Strong
Songwriter
Ian Craig Marsh
Ian Craig Marsh
Arranger
Martyn Ware
Martyn Ware
Arranger
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Martyn Ware
Martyn Ware
Producer
Ian Craig Marsh
Ian Craig Marsh
Producer
Geoff Pesche
Geoff Pesche
Mastering Engineer
Nick Patrick
Nick Patrick
Engineer

Lyrics

People moving out, people moving in Why, because of the color of their skin Run, run, run, but you just can't hide An eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth Vote for me and I'll set you free Rap on, brother, rap on Well, the only person talking about loving thy brother is the preacher And it seems nobody's interested in learning, but the teacher Segregation, demonstration, integration, determination, aggravation, humiliation Obligation to our nation Ball of confusion That's what the world is today, hey The sale of pills is at an all-time high Young folks walk with their heads in the sky The cities aflame in the summertime And oh, the beat goes on Evolution, revolution, gun control, sound of soul-shooting rockets to the moon Kids growing up too soon Politicians say, "More taxes will solve everything" (The band played on) So, round and around and around we go Where the world's headed, nobody knows Oh, great googamooga Can't you hear me talking to you? Just a ball of confusion That's what the world is today (hey) Fear in the air, tension everywhere Unemployment rising fast The Beatles new record's a gas And the only safe place to live Is on an Indian reservation The band played on Eve of destruction, tax deduction City inspectors, bill collectors, mod clothes in demand Population out of hand, suicide, too many bills Hippies moving to the hills People all over the world are shouting, "End the war!" And the band played on Great googamooga Can't you hear me talking to you? Just a ball of confusion That's what the world is today (yeah, yeah) Just a ball of confusion Tell ya that's what the world is today (yeah, yeah) Just a ball of confusion, oh!
Writer(s): Norman Whitfield, Barrett Strong Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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