Take a look around you, can't you feel the disease    Some want to save their soul, some save the trees    The whole world is going down    Like a bottle rocket flies to its death and    I can't help but think that I might barely make it to my last breath       Going, going, going down    Can't you won't you hear the sound    Going, going, going       How long can someplace last that's dominated by    F-15s, M-16s grenades and 45s?    People hate and can't relate to ourselves    The smell of hell is growing well    Escape from what I deserve is something I would never sell       Does anybody else see this as irony?    We strive to live for peace    And we nailed Him to our tree       People wonder where its safe    While bombers want to show their hate    Wives and husbands want new mates    Rock stars strive to seal their fate    Peace is crumbling, wars still breaking    Families disintegrate    Children die, convenience sake    Nation disassociates    Nation disassociates, nation disassociates    Nation disassociates, nation disassociates