American's Veins

(M--Mitchell; L--DuBois) she caught me in the washrooms & i had crayons in my hands i want to make grafitti & i want to put a little blood & in america's veins C she said if you want to get down in the dark & i'll come with you cause i see that natural look in your eyes she stopped me in the washrooms & i had latex in my hands i wanna paint the stars and stripe & all over your dress--C oh water oh oh water my blood is not made of water & its not made of apple pie its made of laughter & its made of laughter its the heart of america's veins