She caught me in the washrooms
I had crayons in my hands
I want to make graffiti
I want to put a little blood
In America's veins
She said if you want to get down in the dark
I'll come with you
'Cause i see that natural look in your eyes
She stopped me in the washrooms
I had latex in my hands
I wanna paint the stars and stripes
All over your dress
Oh water
Oh oh water
My blood is not made of water
It's not made of apple pie
It's made of laughter
It's made of laughter
It's the heart of America's veins