Anyhow, Rehab was a one hit wonder 5 or so years ago with their song titled "Bartender Song" (which is hysterical). He's had the CD in our car for a couple of weeks now so I've had time to listen to the whole thing. You know how you start to mumble a song under your breath and keep the beat with your toes as you learn it? That's me in the car now. You see, our car's radio doesn't work so we rely on our extensive collection of (mainly 90's and classic rock) CD's. This CD has lasted a bit longer that others because I'm still learning it and Will has missed the crap out of it.
So we're driving down the road one day and Will is thumbing through all the songs on the CD until he remembers them. I thought I heard a spray paint can (which reminded me of high school art class - always does) so I frantically tapped his hand away from the buttons. I wanted to hear where this song was going. Was it about art? Was it about huffing? Was it about arts and crafts? I had to know.
The song "Graffiti the World" blew my freaking mind away. I haven't felt this strongly about a song since I had lyrics from Blind Melon's song "Change" tattooed on my chest. No worries though, I won't be tattooing Rehab's song on me... yet. This song has such a powerful message and I totally agree with every point it makes. Play the below YouTube video to hear the song. There's even some graffiti and other art during the video that kinda go along with the lyrics for you to watch. Tell me what you think of or how it makes you feel. I just can't get the song out of my head, which isn't a complaint. Enjoy.
I know some of the lyrics may be hard to make out so here they are in text form:
You know, they say hell hath no fury like a woman scorned
So vengeful and mother earth has been done wrong
And I think she's sick
Yo, she's puking up LAVA
Her nerves tremble along fault lines ready to drop an entire city of filth
that's been forced upon her
We built these towers of Babel and feel remorse for nada
The momma divorce the father
The children are dropping bottles
The rich get richer, poverty's hot under the collar
Taking prayer outta schools and we're trying to raise scholars
Creationism vs. the theory of evolution
Air, water, land, mind, body and soul pollution
Kids stepping on land mines from wars we're all losing
We're chasing false idols, erasing from our bibles the golden rule
the youth are becoming more suicidal
Who teaches them, you and I do
No wonder they want to fight you
Raised by hypocrites, you feel lied to.
So vengeful and mother earth has been done wrong
And I think she's sick
Yo, she's puking up LAVA
Her nerves tremble along fault lines ready to drop an entire city of filth
that's been forced upon her
We built these towers of Babel and feel remorse for nada
The momma divorce the father
The children are dropping bottles
The rich get richer, poverty's hot under the collar
Taking prayer outta schools and we're trying to raise scholars
Creationism vs. the theory of evolution
Air, water, land, mind, body and soul pollution
Kids stepping on land mines from wars we're all losing
We're chasing false idols, erasing from our bibles the golden rule
the youth are becoming more suicidal
Who teaches them, you and I do
No wonder they want to fight you
Raised by hypocrites, you feel lied to.
Graffiti the land with skyscrapers
Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites
Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws
Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall
We've got ABC, NBC, MTV, TNT, the BBC, DVD, VHS, DSL, A&E, XTC, mp3, FCC, THC, NRA, JOB, ADD
The fight for free speech, lack of responsibility
Thieves in positions of power
Internet pornography
Guns in the home for fear that the next knock at the door could be death
The terrorists are in the White House and oversees
Racists, separatists, vicious militias
The Buddhists, the Hindus, the Muslims, the Christians
Could it be our biggest barrier is language
Or is oil that important that one would inflict anguish
So cars can deplete the ozone on highways
That stretch across the land where Indians once raised families
We're in denial, the world is afraid
And you say there's no more slaves
Graffiti the land with skyscrapers
Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites
Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws
Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall
We're addicted to planes, trains and automobiles
We're addicted to addiction
We dig living in fiction
For money, power, respect, the Army's got to go kill
They're under contract so let the blood spill
Sorta morbid ain't it this picture that I just painted
It's an epiphany I had
I realized just how tainted our thinking really is
While in New York when I saw a teenager being arrested for tagging a fuckin' wall.
Graffiti the land with skyscrapers
Graffiti the sky with airplanes and satellites
Graffiti the minds of children with your man-made laws
Graffiti the world, I saw the writing on the wall
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