Green Disease - Live

It's a disease and they're all green
It emanates from their being
A satiation with occupation

And like weeds with big leaves
Stealing light from what's beneath
Where they have more
Still they take more

'Cause I know then I don't
There's a stowaway with my throat
It's deceiving
I don't believe him

We can scream out our doors
Behind the wall, a fat man snores
In his dreams, he's
Choking tea leaves

Well, I guess
There's nothing wrong with what you say
Tell me
There can't be better ways

No white or
Just black or grey
Drowning
Now turn out

Don't tell me
There's nothing wrong with what you say (you say)
Don't tell me
I'm just asking you to sway

No white
Or black, just grey
Can you feel this?
World with your heart and not your brain

G-R-E-E-D
G-R-E-E-D