Its a disease and theyre all green
It emanates from their being
A satiation with occupation
And like weeds with big leaves
Stealing light from whats beneath
Where they have more
Still they take more
I know, then I dont
Theres a stow-away with my throat
Its deceiving, I dont believe him
We can scream out our doors
Behind the wall, a fat man snores
In his dreams, hes choking ti leaves
Well I guess theres nothing wrong with what you say
But dont sell me, there cant be better ways
Tell the captain, the boats not safe, and were drowning
Turns out hes the one making waves, waves, waves...
I said theres nothing wrong with what you say
Believe me, Im just asking you to sway
No white or black, just grey
Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain?
Brain...
(G-are-E-E-D)
(G-are-E-E-D)