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