Crimes on Paper

You should have known us in our Vietnam days. When we could save the planet saturating the tape. My closet bed, don't have time to sleep around It. Someday they'll read about the world that we've Created. Just follow our heads. Learn to swim or end up sinking. Unconditional Lamentation of all the Senseless. We're all monetary, Oh, Crimes on paper. And since the hero now has come of age. And all our friends are tripping, Telling me to stretch my eyes around my head. Watch your back for real they tell me. Don't want to read about you, boy, In the obituary. Ignore what you read, don't have time to read About it. Unconditional Lamentation Of all the senseless. We're all monetary, Oh, crimes on paper. Now maybe somewhere someone's jotting this down. So in a million years from now when it's Still around. They can wonder who we were, wonder what we Did, who we knew. And all the legends of our time, Are they really true? I doubt you do, then again I wouldn't blame You. Unconditional Lamentation of All the senseless. We're all monetary. Oh, Unconditional Lamentation of all the senseless. We're all monetary, Oh, crimes on paper.