Rehab – Graffiti the World

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’s 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 Babel and feel remorse for nada

The momma divorce the father

The children are droppin blotter

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

Takin prayer outta schools and we’re tryin to raise scholars

Creationism vs. the theory of evolution

Air, water, land, mind, body and soul pollution

Kids steppin on land mines from wars we’re all losin

We’re chasin false idols, erasing from our bibles the golden rule

the youth are becoming more suicidal

Who teaches them, you and I do

No wonder they want to fight you

Raised by hypocrites, you feel lied to.

Hook:

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws

Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall

We’ve got ABC, NBC, MTV, TNT, the BBC, DVD, VHS, DSL, A and 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 oversees

Racists, separatists, vicious militias

The 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 can 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

Hook:

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the minds 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 livin in fiction

For money, power, respect, the Army’s got to go kill

They’re under contract so let the blood spill

Sorta morbid ain’t it this picture that I just painted

It’s an epiphany I had

I realized just how tainted our thinking really is

While in New York when I saw a teenager being arrested for taggin a fuckin wall.

Hook:

Graffiti the land with skyscrapers

Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites

Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws

Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall