My Real Name is Alex

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released May 17, 2009

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My Rap Name is Alex Buffalo, New York

My Rap Name is Alex. I'm a story teller from Buffalo, New York in North America. These days I tend to focus on stories having to do with how we can treat ourselves, the beings around us, and our environment much better than we have been.

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Track Name: 01. introductionating
You're about to see hip hop in action
you're gonna get your satisfaction
Up up and away
Here we come to save the day
My Rap Name is Alex
My Real Name is Alex
Just let em eat cake? Nah,
I'm with the people not the palace
Just another godless heathen
A prisoner of reason
And a BloodThirsty Vegan that's duckin through rabbit season
Bringin that crazy conscious hip hop
The kind that can't can't w-won't, d-don't don't stop
I don't do that rap about cats racin rats
rappin bout bustin off their gats
lyin to their girls and all o dat
They say don't hate the player
I hate on what I wanna
Hate the player AND the game AND the coach AND the owner
But nevermind the hate that's not what I'm here to say
I'm just antsy, my hip hop is HYPERACTIVE today
So Anyway on with the show
You made it through the intro so here we go here we go
Track Name: 02. g.e.a.
Green to the Earth to the Al
I'm your planet Earth Pal
Porque pollucion tambien es muy mal
My Rap name is Alex
My real name is Alex
black, white, poly, plus I'm down with the chalice
How now brown cow, How ya like me now?
I got the two year old shoes blues. How's that for style?
And these the cleanest clothes I had on in a while
So you better hug me now by tomorrow I'll be foul
I'll rock this mic for any crowd that you like
I get around town on a rickety bike
If that ain't cool I don't care what cool is
If I just drank some wheat grass juice that's my biz
I rock the hip hop for you, you and you
Rock it for two thousand; I'll rock it for just two
And... I rock it for Backpackers, hackers, slackers
raging radicals, Republican backers
Any race and religion that you bring up in here
All the places, faces, sizes & shapes and oh dear
Even LGBT drag queen & queer
And dreadheaded white kids that ain't washed their dreads in a year
that ain't that clean and don't care,
give you dirt of the Earth hugs and leave a streak o sweat right there
next your ear, but dirt don't hurt so don't fear
This here is your year
My year too, shoot, you know how we do
The rap name is Alex, my mom's name was Sue

a 1, 2... a 1, 2..., a 1, 2... a 1, 2...
a 1, 2... a 1, 2..., and here's the part where we dance

Now for fun I'm'a do somethin theoretical, hypothetical,
break it down Alphabetical
A Big Corny Dude Eats Food, G'fuh Him
I Just Kill Lyrics My NiceNew Omnipotent Pen
Queen Rheen Seen This Used Violin
While Xenophobic Youth ZigZag back again
Coup D'Etat fish goomba, ha It's jems
Jewels, kool, now I'm back to breakin all the rules
See, B-cause I'm the best rapper there's ever gon be.
Nah, I'm just playin. That ain't really me.
On the real my life is on a rumble to be humble
To see peoples as equals and sometimes I stumble
But how could I front like I'm some super star
Pushin up 25 plus APR
You know what times was hard, threw it all on my credit card
Best I could do not to starve
Plus, Who'd I be kiddin, I throw tires for a livin
I got dirt in my nails that's been there since Thanksgivin
thought black snot was so punk rock for a minute
acid rain seems so mundane until you're in it
In the land of milk & honey seems every taste is savory
'til you wake up and welcome to wage slavery
Your taxes they go up, your services go down
got bucks for bombs, nothin for my broke ass town
I heard em say it's love what make the world go round
It's time we STOP children what's that sound?
My Rap Name is Alex I'm buildin up community
life livin love. Love livin life in unity. Uh!
One love, One heart, we all fall into one.
And the song is Done.
Track Name: 04. All Winners
Who told you people with pimples ain't appealin?
Or skinny blonde girls don't have feelins?
Who told you you were to big to be sexy?
Or that the quiet voice is not worth respecting?
And who says a magazine cover's what you're supposed to be?
Nah, just as you are you look beautiful to me.
You're not to short, too fat, too black or too tall
I see nothin wrong with you at all
And as soon as we get your wings unfurled
Your gifts are going to change the whole world

I wanted to know love I had to do this first
see the truth of the beauty of the women of the Earth
the children of the Earth, the men of the Earth
the beauty of myself, you know, my self worth
the truth and the beauty of the people in between
in the whole web of life if you know what I mean
Heather K gotta say gratitude to the end
for what you added to my life helped me find all my friends
and the interconnections upon which life depends
maybe some day we find a way to make amends
(ends, ends, ends, ends, ends)

we're all winners here fighting to be free from fear
we're all winners here to me that's just crystal clear

Who says there's insufficient love for us to overcome our fears?
We ain't tryin ta hear that they been sayin that for years
And why they work so hard on tryin to divide us?
Could it be that they're afraid of what's inside us?
birds gotta sing, and wolves gotta eat
we gotta rock to the beat try to get you out your seat
you ain't weak or asleep or a creep or alone
so when I say revolution come on let's get it on
soon as we get your wings unfurled
your gifts are going to change the whole world

What if we turned off the tv
and I touched you and you touched me
and what if we just giggled for fun
and run out into the sun where we all just fall into one
communicate and relate demonstrate without anger
flirtin with danger talkin to a stranger
we could play a game everyone could win it
we could eat a meal with no animals in it
go out and get our groove on
and dance until the dawn and remember it all in the mornin (mornin)
in the mornin (mornin) in the mornin on and on and on and on and on and

we're all winners here fighting to be free from fear
we're all winners here to me that's just crystal clear

Who's the fool that said that it was wrong to hug the trees
or that we shouldn't just dangle in the breeze
and who says that a woman that likes sex is a slut? (Yeah!)
you tell em they can lick your you know what
and who says a man is not a man if he's not strong
and who says there's such a thing as do not belong
you ain't wrong so come on come along sing a song
it's time to recognize you've been strong all along
as soon as we get our wings unfurled
our gifts are going to change the whole world

There's no self made men, we're all made by our moms
gratitude to every mom and we all shine on
like the moon and the stars and the sun and the one
everything freedom rings once we all can have fun
we stand together, we overcome
as one human family no matter where you're from
and now the world don't move to the beat of one drum
but gratitude because there's enough drums for everyone

there's enough of everything when we live within our means
give your love and your touch and your rice and your beans
and your smile, it's free, give it away, give it away
it might bounce around the world and save your life some day

we're all winners here fighting to be free from fear
we're all winners here to me that's just crystal clear
Track Name: 06. Class War
Me I started a class war? C'mon you gotta be kiddin
It was goin on before I was born. Ain't even all that hidden
Oh it might be forbidden on your corporate controlled nightly network news
but I'm about to bring a few reviews, make ol' Mr. Buffet sing the blues
cause see I can't really start a class war no matter what I do
but hey maybe the one that stirrin up a class war was you

When you forced serfs to work your plantations
that's what started your class war
Disney sweatshops full of Hatians
that's what started your class war
Bernie's billions in Worldcom fraud
that's what started your class war
Unleashing fire hoses and dogs
that's what started your class war

There was class war in 1215 class war in 1492
and when they put the Irish in those work houses, that was class war too
draggin Africans overseas and whippin em till they bleed
And oops took too many to feed and a few of em got disease
so hey let's throw em in the sea what the hell they're property
And you still wanna say the one started up a class war is me

When you put people in chains
that's what started your class war
Deliberately destroying their brains
that's what started your class war
Warrantless inspections
that's what started your class war
How bout syphillis injections
that's what started your class war

Remember United Fruit using U. S. troops on the Guatemalan poor
remember Ronal Reagan's boy Ollie North in Nicaragua and Salvador
remember CIA assassinations in Chile, Panama, Ecuador
destroying those duly elected democracies you lying hypocrites
are always claiming to be for
Yeah. I'll tell you right where you can stick your starting class war
Your PR firm can help you spin it Don't knock it until you're finished

Because Wal-Mart's war on wages
that's what started your class war
Putting the poor into cages
that's what started your class war
Go ahead and Bomb Baghdad some more
that's what starting your class war
Who shot at Assata Shakur
that's what starting your class war

Spanish American war was all about colonization nothing more
after you washed up on Hawaiian shores conducting that same war on the poor
after labeling certain humans savages while destroying the food they eat
and paving a trail of tears from here all the way up to black wall street
and they still got it goin on with the lies they tellin the products they sellin ya
still steady claiming to be helpin ya, bombin the block in Philiadelphia

IMF funds and World Bank loans
that's what started your class war
Who, who jailed Mother Jones
that's what started your class war
Who's telling lies into your vision
that's what started your class war
Who's closing schools but building up prisons
that's what started your class war

Channel one in our kids' schools
that's what started your class war
Changing all of our food like fools
that's what started your class war
Mr. Bourgeoisie make life so tough
that's what started your class war
When the poor have had enough
that's what started your class war

Not me you know it's just a simple case of what you reap
still being what you sew
That's why you look around these days and you see so many revolutionary cats
because when you have a whole society built on rat race
You got winners but they're rats
Track Name: 07. Breakers in Space
Hip hop hibby to the hibbity hip hop
I was out moonwalking in flip flops
(bang bang boogie said up jumps the boogie said up jumps the boogie)
beyond the moon's gravity
I buzzed Uranus, not your body cavity
I was 12 years old I thought Pluto would be cold
but it's quite warm the people got their own charm
They like the wave and the windmill the winds are quite frenetic
(Breakdance! Do the backspin)
I thought we'd be a big hit that proved to be prophetic
Broke our best moves out and we got a little rowdy
Spun all around and electrified the crowd
With so much electricity it left em debatin our historicity
resulting in much free publicity
(Historicity? Is that a word?)
15 famous minutes proved not to be the case
cuz I'm still all the rage me and the breakers in space

breakers in space - the breakers in space they set their own pace
the breakers in space - breakers in space a superhuman race of
breakers in space - breakers in space cut right to the chase
the breakers in space - the breakers in space - breakers in space

Things was heatin up by the time we hit Venus
lot o girls there, they wanted to see my... um (Ooooo.)
fancy dance and romance, fun in the sun, no doubt
I saw this woman what would turn your brain inside out
I didn't care if she could dance I was lookin at her pants
Wanted to tell her she was gorgeous if I ever got the chance
But... she looked at that with contempt and disdain
Like "I don't care about my beauty. Brought me nothin but pain"
As we wandered the stars she showed me inner scars
and I'd been in love for light years by the time that we got back to Mars

breakers in space...
(No. no. no no.)
(The chorus don't go there. We doin the mars part. The Mars part!)
(uh-uh)

Breakers in Space (continued)

I met a girl there had black hair everywhere
in her underwear and men who stared cared
I liked how people tried to put her down and she would ignore em
(Talkin bout my generation)
and she was the only one what made it out of Purim with decorum
I went for a high five she went for a kiss
she knew all the freshest shit about follow your bliss
and I was like "Hey, if you wanna be my girlfriend okay that's cool
but if my girlfriend calls you can't be rude that's the only rule
Oh and do unto others as you'd have done unto you
(What means polyamory?)
And communicate what you'd do unto others. I guess that's a rule too
If that's cool we could hang out at my place
but nevermind the noise from the breakers in space"

breakers in space - the breakers in space they set their own pace
the breakers in space - breakers in space a superhuman race of
breakers in space - breakers in space cut right to the chase
the breakers in space - the breakers in space - breakers in space

Slung shot around the sun and did the timewarp again
(Let's do the timewarp again)
tried to rock for Dr. Spock but he ain't wanna be out friend
his eyes was like MADNESS one step beyond
(beam me up Scotty) (Our house in the middle of our street)
mumbling somethin bout the 80s wrath of Khan and Mr. Mantalbahn
who had some rap records and a disco ball
and we didn't care what it was called we broke to it all
top rockin, poppin and lockin
New Degobah, North Klackabakka and Compton
(comin straight outta Klackabakka is a brotha that'll cuddle
your mutha... uhh, could you email me a picture of your moms?)
so pop and lock while we rock for justice
you don't think you see the stardust but just trust us
it's here it's there it's in front of your face
it's love and it's lace and it's breakers in space

breakers in space - the breakers in space they set their own pace
the breakers in space - breakers in space a superhuman race of
breakers in space - breakers in space cut right to the chase
the breakers in space - the breakers in space - breakers in space

9 planets when we started but now there's only 8
(They gonna pay for what they did to Pluto.)
One got ate at a egghead debate (Not Pluto!)
learn new tricks you old dog it's never too late
and blend in some new styles you create
build me a beat I'll bust the babble like a bubble
and once we hit the tribbles with the trebble man you know they in trouble
(Cuz it's 1-8-7 on ya undercover crops)
no ray gun (Well) we have fun on the real
leave your asteroid field and remember the feel
from when breakin wasn't just showin off your body
it was ladi dadi (ladi dadi) and we like to party
(we didn't cause trouble, didn't bother nobody)
wasn't no fans cause the circle expands
till everybody could see more than just feets and hands
everybody could get in with no maybes
old white ladies and itty bity babies
would just catch a groove and bust your move lay it to waste
just like the breakers in space

breakers in space - the breakers in space they set their own pace
the breakers in space - breakers in space a superhuman race of
breakers in space - breakers in space cut right to the chase
the breakers in space - the breakers in space - breakers in space
Track Name: 10. Grampa's Message
Back before your father was born
I used to go online and search for porn
and I had magazines, DVDs
Miseducating me with their non-stop misogyny
I had misinformation on treating women properly
Maxim magazine advice that I executed sloppily
To fill the void left by parents who never talked to me
I was a little tiny man with a big world on top of me
And to be quite honest, I was afraid of girls
I arrested my development in a cartoon world
To the point where I'd fantasize about cartoon boobs
In a catatonic state with my cathode ray feeding tube
I didn't have the hottest car but at least I had employment
I had a college education and a pay day for enjoyment
you know: rent a few movies, take a few back
fill empty spaces in my life with department store crap

I used to try to socialize but that was always a chore
women didn't need men anymore so what was I even there for?
until one day when I was blurring my reality
At an office party open bar downing liquid personality
When your grandma appeared as if in a dream
and she was high society, and low self-esteem
She was the daughter of the boss of my boss' boss
surprisingly easy to talk to with how she hit the sauce
we hit it off started seeing a lot of each other
still never would I have imagined she would become your father's mother
seems I was enough of a looser to be revenge on mister Cleaver
the way her family used to touch her made her an eager leaver
so next thing you know I'm on the outskirts of town
in some big house on a hill they had laying around
to assuage their guilty conscience this was something they could give her
a safe distance from the homeless, dangerously close to the river
and some kind of alphabet soup, I dunno, PCBs?
that was being pumped and dumped by a couple of crazy companies
Ah yes, but I digress, I get ahead of myself
let's see... my life... my new wife... Your father's failing mental health
Safe to say he wasn't born into the greatest of situations
two newlywed nincompoops, BAM! baby. No preparation
See, your grandma was a lush, and I was a freak
and she would pass out and I would work out my technique
Nine months later your father appeared
She was still drunk, I was still weird
In a manicured chem-lawn world surrounded by EM fields and plastic
you have the illusion of serenity while your cells are going spastic
and we didn't even know the question, let alone have any answer
your aunt Ruth was born half eaten by cancer
DOA sad to say, that's why you never knew your aunt
seems the one thing your grandma never got was about the only thing she would want
after that it was just me you see taking care of your father
it hit your grandma pretty hard, so she hit the bottle even harder
I should have got your grandma help, but I wasn't man enough
So your uncle Ron was born with that fetal alcohol stuff
that's why he's not quite right, he's not quite wrong
Your father helped us get along and before you know his childhood's gone
you see, this stupid system screwed your family in stages
they locked your father in cages and that's the reason for his violent rages
Oh, you didn't know? He's probably never mentioned
When your dad was a teenager he took things to get attention
He wound up in and out of juvenile detention
We were raising two lost boys with lives full of apprehension
Your dad was less and less in school, more and more on the street
getting harder and harder to hire with his really ramshackle rap sheet
it's not always what you've done, sometimes it's who you know
gramma's family tried to get him jobs but half the time he wouldn't go
So, next thing you know he signs up for the corps
In our United State of perpetual war
Quickly married your mamma for the military benefit
left half his mind behind and now we never hear the end of it
He's always popping off at protesters and their 'peace is patriotic'
I don't know who's right or wrong, but half the time he's idiotic

I suppose peace is possible, preferable at the heart of it
but that's for braver folks to decide, me and grandma wanted no part of it
we just paid our taxes... but didn't vote
It was all we could do to cope; we didn't have time for hope
We just watched the nightly news, blah, blah, blah, what wars we're winning
and all this left wing right wing left my head spinning
I stopped watching around the time they switched that chick for Peter Jennings
There was a Mets game on, that was headed for extra innings
tv talked about times being better, but that was a big bunch of crap
and Perhaps, I'm talked out, I should probably take a nap
Why don't you call your friend Jeff, go play outside
And if the sun comes out remember how I showed you where to hide
Hey! Don't hit your grandpa! You sure are your father's daughter
Later when I awaken, go with grandpa, we'll get you a loan for water
Just remember not to strap your oxygen helmet on too tight
last time your face turned white and it stayed that way all night
I wish you had a better future, so it goes... so it goes
I probably could have done better, I suppose... I suppose
Track Name: 12. Ugly American
It's like 2, 4, 6, 8
And um... NASDAQ futures are lookin great
And um... So's America... Uh! So's Democracy
I love the media HA! There's no hypocrisy
I love Bill O'Riely... Trust the man implicitly
I... Believe the President that there's no complicity
In... all these Indonesian people's misery
Got a big silver spoon and a bowl of false history
How I spend all my time is not a mystery
Got... a big bottle o' wine my breath is blisterin
And... I'm flippin channels lookin for some nudity
Got... all I need in my house... Fuck my community
I... Don't like women... And I... Hate minorities
I... Believe that people should trust in their authorities
And I... Hate these taxes... And I... Blame the poor
And I... Believe whatever they say about the war
And I... Hate the terrorists but don't know why they hate us
I think it's obvious America's the greatest

But I... Can't stop now... I'm just gettin started
I think... Sensitivity's GAY plus RETARDED
And I... Don't trust men who don't... Watch football
And I... Don't think men should touch other men AT ALL
I never... hugged my father... we just... Watch tv
Moms is always busy... cookin for 23
And I... Hate the towel-heads... and dad... Hates the gooks
And I... got this ribbon... says... Support the troops
And it's... Ridin High... on my... SUV
And I'm... Proud to be an American Where at Least I know I'm FREE (I'm free)

Yeah me see I'm free but you... you don't matter
Long as Mr. Corporation's Pockets... Keep gettin fatter
We might... Suffer some suffrage... we might... free some slaves
let you see free tv cradle to grave
EVEN let you fight for your rights if you behave
Let you get in yet more debt you try to save
You ain't heard o we? You livin in a cave
It's the land of the somewhat free... and the home of the sometimes brave baby
Yeah this is America son... You gotta earn your livin cause not even that is a given
I said this is America son you gotta earn your livin cause not even that is a given
Track Name: 15. Disseminate Information
One thing about music is when it's real they won't play it
too much truth they can't even say it
Say Revolution then they'll delay it
In the real world see people know they had enough
sick and tired of livin so fed up
but they try to act and they get stuck
In the real world it's hard to plot a good strategy
workin part time j-o-b number 3
coming home to a hungry family
make some tea out in the sea
I see GNP as my enemy
cause see my inner voice says to me
get on up it's time to get free
yeah, get on up it's time to get free

Disseminate Information (na na na)
Time to contemplate your liberation (na na na)
Disseminate Information (na na na)
Time to contemplate your liberation (na na na)

One thing about love is when it's real they get scared
one thing for which they are not prepared
is if people all knew the truth and they cared
cause if you really loved the living, I mean enough to give of your life
GE simply could not survive, McDonald's could not talk their jive
You'd shout em down. Again and again and again every time they come around
With their tail between their legs they'd leave out your town
When they couldn't make a penny, pence or a pound
get down for real, make sure your friends also all know the deal
google up Dave Morris, Helen Steel, cause that's how you act when you love for real
would you rather be a realist or idealist
just have faith or really feel this
Is it all about welfare and healthcare or FREEDOM
Would you rather have the truth or tv cause see my inner voice says to me
get on up it's time to get free
get on up it's time to get free

Disseminate Information (na na na)
Time to contemplate your liberation (na na na)
Disseminate Information (na na na)
Time to contemplate your liberation (na na na)

One thing about courage when it's real they get mad
they want their sheeple not to be bad, sit alone in the dark and watch some more ads
Everywhere you look there's prisons, every day they buildin more
That's the real plan for housin the poor,
what the hell you think they built them all for?
A brother like me I just stay awake
Get in where you fit in for the Earth's sake
And it's still one love with no time to hate
But get on up you control your own fate
get on up you control your own fate
get on up you control your own fate

Disseminate Information (na na na)
Time to contemplate your liberation (na na na)
Disseminate Information (na na na)
Time to contemplate your liberation (na na na)
Track Name: 17. Othering the Horny
the world could be such a beauitiful place we could grow back all of the trees
take all the madness out of the air make it safe for the birds and the bees
reduce our need for energy and get it all straight from the sun
and build a brighter more beautiful world for sharing with everyone

except for the horny people

we could take our kids and fill them up with premium self esteem
teach them lots of everything to help them live out their dreams
love everything about them right down to their imperfections
and teach them to share everything with everyone no exceptions

except for the horny people

because the horny people should die All of the horny people should die
there's one little fact in this great big world which nobody can deny
and that's that horny people should die All of the horny people should die
they should die... die... die...

there's beauty everywhere you look be grateful to be in your skin
love yourself but do not touch for that kind of love is a sin
don't trade your soul for tactile gold that fades while heaven would last
and remember God loves everyone because God don't-a make-a no trash

except for horny people

old people should not be horny that's just so obviously wrong
young people need aversion therapy to help them in gettin along
horny people internment camps are needed all over the Earth
where we could send them straight to hell after we strip them and spank them first

oh my, my, somebody kill me

because the horny people should die All of the horny people should die
there's one little fact in this great big world which nobody can deny
and that's that the horny people should die All of the horny people should die
they should die, they should die, they should die,
etc.
Track Name: 19. Color Inside the Lines
You remember being young with coloring books?
Wanting every grown up to look?
They didn't care about your artistic expression or even how much time it took
They just wanted to know... Hey! Way to go
I like how you stayed inside the lines
My crayon ranged all over they tried to say I was out of my mind
You gotta color inside those lines or else your picture will be sloppy
You need to learn to live inside of a world of orthodoxy
Don't do this. Don't do that. Don't talk back
Matter o fact, why don't you lay your head down on the mat and take a nap
Don't talk without raising your hand. Don't stand so close to me when you breathe
Don't touch hot stoves and GO BLOW YOUR NOSE! don't whipe that on your sleeve!
don't hit. Don't throw a fit. Don't ask why. Don't cry out loud.
Don't break that! Don't take that!
Don't daydream. You still seem to have your head up in the CLOUDS
Don't be all loud. And don't ever disrespect other people's property
And don't color outside the lines. you gotta color pictures properly.

Now as I began to sprout I figured out what that was all about
We don't shout shout let it all out, just be inactive when it doubt
Don't rock the boat or the vote. Don't miss work without a note
and if things get to tough to cope... give up hope
You have to have faith in this here system and just accept that it's all there is
The valuable things is just that which brings that cha-ching to big businesses
let it be understood that old growth woods don't take out ads in our publications
Amber waves of grain won't train to sustain our campaigns on misbehavin nations
That's why I can't stand these tree huggin types, like
picture two trees fixin to fight
where one been in the other's light and they been gettin drunk all night right
like, "Evergreen you bein mean synthesizin all that junk!
Throw your branches up I'm bout to knock your canopy off your trunk"
"Poplar please, put up your leaves, you always in my breeze
that's why your mom's a sleaze, opened her knees and got the Dutch Elm disease"
Yeah that would be real whack, but it's human beings that act like that
Like a tree is just paychecks for lumberjacks
If you divide the guilt into millionths you ain't gotta pay it no mind
You just gotta pick up that next crayon and color inside those lines

Don't forget, don't fret, don't let that stinkin doorknob hit you
Don't you agree that tree would probably look better as toilet tissue?
Don't you see I'm busy? Don't bother me with this today
Don't be in the loggers' way! Hey, don't you think air is overrated anyway?
Don't give me no egg-head Mr. Wizard's World about "carbon sequestration"
Don't you ever stop to consider that maybe deforestation is just a product
of your overactive imagination?
Don't always go blaming corporations for all of your so called "problems" with pollution
Don't be absurd and use dirty words. I heard somebody said Revolu... ooops.
How are you supposed to protect the planet?
Don't axe me man. I'on't know.
You'll figure sumpn out. Color inside the lines as you go

So now we're all like what the heck
I don't mean no disrespect
I'm just sayin it seems we ain't allowed to do nothin unless it won't have much effect
Jimmy Carter can't even tell peeps to turn down the heat and put on a sweater
And a thousand clever letters to the editor never made my air quality any better
I spoze I'm supposed to write to my congressman
he claimed to be an environmentalist when he ran
Oh except now he's on K street gettin somethin to eat with his lobbyist friend: the man.
and savin these precious trees ain't really a part of HIS plan
but that's fine, you just color inside those lines while you still can
So that's the end of my song, my ramblin, scramblin and carryin on
But, ah, Don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you got till it's gone?