Green Disease

G-R-E-E-D It's a disease and they're all green It emminates from their being Agitation with occupation And like weeds with big leaves Stealing light from what's beneath Where they have more Still they take more Course I know Then I don't There's a stoway with my throat It's deceiving I don't believe him We can scream out our doors Behind the wall a fat man snores In his dreams he's choking on leaves Well I guess there's nothing wrong with what you say But don't sell me There can't be better ways Tell the captain This boat's not safe, and we're drowning Turns up he's the one making waves Waves Waves I said there's nothing wrong with what you say Believe me just asking you to sway No white or black just grey Can you feel this world with your heart and not your brain G-R-E-E-D