Once again the price is paid

not by use but in the countries where it's made

Thank god for the third world labor force:

They keep us high, we keep them poor of course

Everyone knows the drug war is insane

The CIA is the one selling cocaine

Even the president can't just say no

That one that didn't inhale, and this one just blows



So I say we spend a trillion dollars (or ten)

Buy a fence and some helicopters

Save the whole world from doing junk (and then)

Raise our classes and get drunk



Here at home the policy has failed

We won't be safe until we put everyone in jail

Maybe it's time to take a different direction

Treatment makes sense, not the department of corrections

Poverty's the crime, that's where is all beings

The man takes away the hope, then pushes the crack in

Solutions are clear, everyone knows

but this revolution sounds too much like work



I see it out there all the time

These problems are on the rise

You know it's bad

when the straight edge kid is the one saying legalize



You gave up the whole dream, you switched teams

You became an adult and you forget what it means

To be a kid in this world, who wants to make a change

I know I'll always remain drug free



Does it make your high any less thrilling

To know around the world there are people we are killing

Let's think about the money we spend

I say it's time to end this drug war