Circumating circuses lamenting in protest
To visible police, presence sponsor fear
Battalions of riot police with rubber bullet kisses
Baton courtesy, service with a smile
Beyond the Staples Center you can see America
With its dire poor avenging disgrace
Peaceful loving youth against the brutality
Of plastic existence
Pushing little children
With their fully automatics
They like to push the weak around [x2]
A rush on words, breeding to disperse
Upon your naked walls a lie
A political call, the fog-leg horn
We can't afford to be neutral on a moving train
Beyond the Staples Center you can see America
With its dire poor avenging disgrace
Peaceful loving youth against the brutality
Of plastic existence
Pushing little children
With their fully automatics
They like to push the weak around [x2]
Push them around...
A deer dance
Invitation to peace
War is staring you in the face
Dressed in black
With a helmet, fierce
Trained and appropriate for the malcontents,
For the disproportion now condense
A little boy smiles, it'll all be well
And say a little boy smiles, it'll all be well
Pushing little children,
With their fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around
Pushing little children,
With the fully automatics,
They like to push the weak around
Push the weak around
Push the weak around
Push the weak around
They like to push the weak around.
