About this planet, there is something I knowThere’s a very big difference between above and belowA friend foe, or bro, leave your body on the floorLet your spirit fly away like the soul of a crowHere, above land, man has laid his planAnd yes, it does include the Ku Klux KlanWe got a government so twisted and bentBombs, tanks and guns is how our money is spentWe got V.D., heroin, greed and prostitutionTension, aggravation, L. Ron Hubbard solutionNot to mention hard-core chemical pollutionIf you think you’re just away, you’re in a mental institutionAnd that’s a heart felt shame’Cos everyone’s crazy, everyone’s the sameSo, why should only Larry, Curly and Moe be to blame?Time now to take you to a different placeWhere peace lovin’ whales flow through liquid outer spaceA groovin’ and a gliddin’ as graceful as laceA never losing touch with the ocean’s embraceDiviner than the dolphin, that there is none’Cause dolphins just-a like to have a lot of funNo one tells ’em how their life is runAnd no one points at them with a gunThey have a lot of love for every living creatureThe smile of a dolphin is a built in featureThey be movin’ in schools but everyone’s the teacherSomeday mister dolphin, I know I’m go’n to meet youBack to the land of the police manWhere he does whatever he says he canIncluding hating you because you’re a JewOr beating black ass, that’s nothing newTrigger happy cops, they just like to brawlThey use guns, clubs, gas, but that’s not allThey got puke, ridden prisons and sex sick jailsFuck the poor, if you’re rich you pay the bailSo support your police, support your local warsThat’s the way to open economic doorsWhy do we do it? ‘Cause the president’s a whoreWe assume the position to sell the ammunitionWhat the fuck? It’s the american traditionAlong with going fishin’ apple pies in the kitchen
Isn’t it bitchin’ seeing dead men in ditches?