there was a message from above
it said just smother them with love
but we changed it all around
and started killing everything
its just the cold little will of a creature called the human being

another message said forgive
don't hold a grudge just fuckin' live
but we said we won't forget
and then we let it break us down
i guess a whole lot gotta die so just a few can claim they earned a crown

we drink our spirits, yeah, let go when we can
but we all end up with a debt to mother natures loving hands
yeah, we wage our wars, and we claim our land
but we all still end up maimed,
broken brothers blowing in the rain.

a word of wisdom said the preist:
treat others how you would receive
but the world kept throwing hits
so he prayed in misery
if they wont listen to a man then i'll just claim that it is gods decree

the CEO just hailed a cab
sneers at a girl in brooklyn drab knew her pockets had been strpped
as her bike just curved around.

i guess a whole lot gotta starve so just a few can fill their bank accounts
and we'll take a hell of a beating before we ever open up our mouths

we drink our spirits
try to just let go when we can
but we all end up with a debt to mother natures loving hands
yeah we spend our cash, fill our houses up with gold
as if king midas had a blessing
broken idols leading to the coast.