Where Are We Going?

as the sun goes down and we wake up the streets start to fill with disrupt the sound of guns police sirens the mothers of the world they are praying the kid next door was shot in cold blood ak-47 faced down in the mud wars on the tv blood on the screen I wish I could say that it was a bad dream where are we going can you tell me where it looks like a straight line to hell from here the world is dying the smells in the air drugs war and chaos and it's just not fair the nations on fire daddy's lost his job mommy's on valium everything is wrong terrorists are trippin' 32 dead it's all across the papers that we read kids selling dope can't afford school found dead in an alley he played the fool