When I was young, with some friends of mine
Well, we started, we started to organize
Started groups, student rights, discussions
Trying to bring these things to light
ACLU cards, this is high school
Treating everyone like they're some sort of criminal
Oh, and who was left
They got military recruiters for them
Oh, the cops, on the streets
They are beating people begging for peace
Yeah, they call them peace-keepers
But they're really just the rich man's bullies
Near the end of that, oh, I got beat down
Cops were sick of us making them look like clowns
Expulsions, court hearings
Taking everything that we ever worked for
Officer Lima, yeah you lost your job
But you ruined my life, at that point I was lost
Drugs, alcohol, everything around me changed
Oh, the cops, on the streets
They are beating people begging for peace
Yeah, they call them peace-keepers
But they're really just the rich man's bullies
Every day it seems another person's screaming
That there's police violence in the streets
It ain't safe to say anything
And I'll tell you that's a fear
That nobody outta face, yeah
Lost some friends of mine, they did serious time
They never came back the same
Oh, I hope that one day our society
Gets sick of making excuses for all this pain
Yeah, the cops, on the streets
They are beating people begging for peace
Yeah, they call them peace-keepers
But they're really just the rich man's bullies
Oh, the cops, on the streets
They are killing people begging for peace
Yeah, they call them peace-keepers
But they're really just the rich man's bullies