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