Green Disease

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