Closing Down the Park

Rich man smells smoke

He smells something burning green

Doesn't like the odor better put some badges on the scene

Put a blue suit on everybody you see hangin'round

And if that don't work

We're gonna close that park down



Yesterday a man was busted trying to walk his dog

Cop didn't like his attitude say that he was against the law

Shoot everybody with a mut on this side of the town

And if that don't work

We're gonna close that park down



What about your truth and your mother's apple pie

I guess its all another part of your grand designing lie

Should I tell you something pretty so you don't end my way of life

Or should I come up from behind with some stolen rusty knife

Maybe I should sit by and watch you kill my friends

Or maybe I should learn to love you and hope you never end

Perhaps I could learn to hate you

But I think I already do

All I know for sure right now

It's gotta be me or you

While your uncle rolls his joints with a fifty dollar bill

I'm off in some other park and I'm laughing at you still

Laughing at you