Too occupied with your shit to even care
I smell a world filled with dirty green
Wanna refill it with gasoline
To live for tomorrow seems so sad
Small town revolution in this dream I had
Ever felt you're being pushed aside?
Their piece of the cake, always oversized
Your vision, your vision
Reality's far too unreal for me
The kings and the queens won't get my sympathy
They stumble and fall blinded by dirty green
Fake communication through TV screens
Your vision, your vision