I'm mad at the papers selecting the news
Picking the crisis that best fits their views
I'm mad about money, a maniacal twirl
Innocence dying to pay for this world
Young men are dying in our streets
A war on ourselves, we need a retreat
A bullet's no remedy for inter-social maladies
Oh no, a senseless, calamitous, reality
Somebody help us!
The rape of the earth, the fauna can't win
And the glorious wars through all of earths spinning
Conquering lands in the name of the cross
Embarra**ing history, the natives have lost
Business controls and never a crime
Earth's being sold, one piece at a time
The people, the trees, the air, the seas
Our future green, Oh does anyone see?
Every time I seem to regress
How can we all get out of this mess?
Anger from tears and then to fears
Where do we go?
Does anybody know?
Every time I seem to regress
How can we all get out of this mess?
Anger from tears and then to fears
Where do we go?
Where do we go?
I just don't know!