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