Psychedelicide Back by popular demand Peace is the slogan And we are the band To spread the word So it can be heard Not to bandwagon But because it deserves To be spoken as a token Of our appreciation For the air that we breathe And the world that we live in Millions of children are dying With needles in thier arms The piper never meant them no harm He just turned them on Raising Nuclear Missles Great phallic destroyers No one's even getting high anymore Everything is beautiful Psychedelicide Everyone is dying Psychedelicide Millions of children are dying With needles in thier arms The piper never meant them no harm He just turned them on Look, the sky is falling But the colors are beautiful No one's even getting high anymore © 1995 John Mendenhall
