As the sun goes down and we wake up The streets start to fill with disrupt The sounds of guns, police sirens The mothers of our world are praying The kid next door, he was shot in cold blood AK-47 face in the mud The wars on tv, blood on the screen I wish I could say it was all bad dreams Where are we going, can you tell me where It looks like a straight line to Hell from here The world is dying, the smell's in the air The drugs, war and chaos, it's just not fair The nation's on fire and Dad's lost his job Mommy's on valium, seems everything's lost Terrorists are tripping, thirty two are dead It's all across the papers that we've read A kid's selling dope, cause he can't afford to go to school Found dead in an alley, he was playing a fool