Once again the price is paid Not by use but in the countries where it's made Thank god for the third world labor force: They keep us high, we keep them poor of course Everyone knows the drug war is insane The CIA is the one selling cocaine Even the president can't just say no That one that didn't inhale, and this one just blows So I say we spend a trillion dollars (or ten) Buy a fence and some helicopters Save the whole world from doing junk (and then) Raise our classes and get drunk Here at home the policy has failed We won't be safe until we put everyone in jail Maybe it's time to take a different direction Treatment makes sense, not the department of corrections Poverty's the crime, that's where is all beings The man takes away the hope, then pushes the crack in Solutions are clear, everyone knows But this revolution sounds too much like work I see it out there all the time These problems are on the rise You know it's bad When the straight edge kid is the one saying legalize You gave up the whole dream, you switched teams You became an adult and you forget what it means To be a kid in this world, who wants to make a change I know I'll always remain drug free Does it make your high any less thrilling To know around the world there are people we are killing Let's think about the money we spend I say it's time to end this drug war