(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) She caught me in the washrooms / i had crayons in my hands I want to make grafitti / i want to put a little blood / in america's veins C she said if you want to get down in the dark / i'll come with you Cause i see that natural look in your eyes She stopped me in the washrooms / i had latex in my hands I wanna paint the stars and stripe / all over your dress--C Oh water Oh oh water My blood is not made of water / its not made of apple pie Its made of laughter / its made of laughter Its the heart of america's veins