Take a look around you, can't you feel the disease 

Some want to save their soul, some save the trees 

The whole world is going down 

Like a bottle rocket flies to its death and 

I can't help but think that I might barely make it to my last breath 



Going, going, going down 

Can't you won't you hear the sound 

Going, going, going 



How long can someplace last that's dominated by 

F-15s, M-16s grenades and 45s? 

People hate and can't relate to ourselves 

The smell of hell is growing well 

Escape from what I deserve is something I would never sell 



Does anybody else see this as irony? 

We strive to live for peace 

And we nailed Him to our tree 



People wonder where its safe 

While bombers want to show their hate 

Wives and husbands want new mates 

Rock stars strive to seal their fate 

Peace is crumbling, wars still breaking 

Families disintegrate 

Children die, convenience sake 

Nation disassociates 

Nation disassociates, nation disassociates 

Nation disassociates, nation disassociates