Paid, Slain, In the U.S.A.

Another day, another way for me to get paid

In the U.S.A.

Turn on the TV, another child getting slain

In the U.S.A.

I start to wonder what life is

How do I be happy?

What is happy?

I walk around with my head in a fog

The only way to clear my mind is with you

It's love baby

Now a days I recite to sentences throughout my entire day

May I meet this moment fully, and

May I meet it as a friend

May I meet this moment fully, and

May I meet it as a friend

Many enemies with deadening energy

I put on Jason Mraz hoping for that remedy

Something he once said - he's a smart fellow -

"The world's a reflection of how children play"

We all just children

On the playground

Trying to share our toys

And be freely creative

Kids don't even regard themselves as creative

Even though they're geniuses

They just don't have the filters on their mind like you and I do

That's the way our culture was designed, my brother

There was a meeting of minds some time ago

One hundred greedy humans gathered to brainstorm

They decided to build a system built on inefficiency

I-N, E-F-F-I-C, I-E-N, C, Y

Let me spell it for you

The Mother Earth has enough for all of us

We have the tools to take advantage of it

But we don't

Those one hundred greedy men have decided otherwise

We are the gifted species of the Universe

Once the human brain came along, the Universe awoke

It looked at itself, and now it's contemplating itself

With our greed we have committed the largest crime possible

The crime against God

And fuck the church by the way, they're a part of the inefficient system

Get the fuck out this reality

Go to a library

Become a member

Buy a book

Read and repeat

A revolution of the mind...