It was a Sunday
When my grandpa told me, “Do the right thing”
And I was twelve years old
When my grandpa told me, “Do the right thing”

So when I wake up
I tell myself I'm gonna do the right thing
So when I wake up
I tell myself I'm gonna do the right thing

But when you're mad at the world
It's so hard to do what’s right
And yeah, I'm mad at the world
So I don't know what's wrong from right
When you're mad at the world
It's so hard to do what’s right
And yeah, I'm mad at the world
So I don't know what's wrong from right

(I just don't know, I just don't know)
(I just don't know, I just don't know)

It was a Monday
When I found out that my grandpa left
Twenty-one years old
I told myself imma do my best
And when I wake up
Tell myself I'm gonna do my best
When I wakе up
Tell myself I'm gonna do my best

But whеn you're mad at the world
It's so hard to do what’s right
And yeah, I'm mad at the world
So I don't know what's wrong from right
When you're mad at the world
It's so hard to do what’s right
And yeah, I'm mad at the world
So I don't know what's wrong from right

(I just don't know, I just don't know)
(I just don't know, I just don't know)