During The Gold Rush

Well, I woke to see fed troops
In camo clashing,
in a downtown Portland street.
There were children chanting
and mothers marching
And protestors being beat.
There were blunt munitions
being fired
and tear gas on the breeze.
Look at Law and Order on the loose
In the twenty-first century.
Look at Law and Order on the loose
In the twenty-first century.

I was running from their vicious clubbing;
they had pepper sprayed my eyes.
I was out to seek a sane world,
penetrating all the lies.
This was a land splaying blue and red
And with tension getting high.
I was thinking about what
our leader said
and just knowing it was a lie.
Thinking about what
our leader said,
I was sure that it was a lie.

Well, I saw a number
of my brothers, sisters,
being thrown in unmarked vans.
There were people crying
projectiles flying,
It was all way out of hand.
It’s not a dream, no, not a dream
Op Legend had begun.
They were testing out
a desperate despot’s scheme:
Hide the flag behind the gun.
Overwhelmed by evil Silver greed,
Democracy on the run.

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