Graffiti The World - Rehab

You know they say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

So vengeful, and mother Earth has been done wrong

And I think she sick, yo, she’s pukin' up lava

Her nerves tremble along fault lines ready to drop

An entire city of filth that’s been forced upon her

We built these towers of Babylon and feel remorse for nadda

The momma divorced the father, the children are dropping blotters

The rich get richer, poverty’s hot under the collar

Takin' prayer out of schools and we tryin' to raise scholars

Creationism versus the theory of evolution

Air, water and mind, body and soul pollution

Kids steppin' on landmines, from wars we all losin'

We chasin' false idols and racin' from our bibles

The golden rule, the youth are becoming more suicidal

Who teachers 'em, you and I do, no wonder they wanna fight you

Raised by hypocrites you’ve been lied to

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the mind of children with your man made laws

Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall

We got ABC, NBC, MTV, TNT

The BBC, DVD, VHS, DSL

A&E, XTC, MP3, FCC

THC, NRA, GOP, ADD

The fight for free speech, lack of responsibility

Thieves in positions of power, Internet pornography

Guns in the home for fear that the next knock at the door

Could be death, the terrorists are in the White House and overseas

Racists, seperatists, vicious, malicious

Buddhists, the Hindus, the Muslims, the Christians

Could it be our biggest barrier is language

Or is oil that important that one would inflict anguish

So cars could deplete the ozone on highways

That stretch across the land where Indians once raised

Families, we’re in denial, the world is afraid

And you say there’s no more slaves

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the mind of children with your man made laws

Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall

We’re addicted to planes, trains and automobiles

We’re addicted to addiction, we dig living in fiction

For money, power, respect, the army gotta go kill

They under contract, so let the blood spill

It’s sorta morbid, ain’t it, the picture that I just painted

It’s an epiphany I had, I realised just how tainted

I think it really is, while in New York when I saw

A teenager being arrested for taggin' a fuckin' wall

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the mind of children with your man made laws

Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the mind of children with your man made laws

Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall