RPG
© David Rovics 2006 All Rights Reserved
Author: david rovics
I was at a demonstration
Somewhere in this great nation
Millions of riot cops were milling everywhere
They were eating meatball subs
They were swinging billy clubs
Then there came a thunderous noise right above us in the air

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I can hear the people all shouting out with glee
And when I look up to the sky
I can't help but wonder why
That helicopter's circling above right over me

I was singing like a bird
Just trying to be heard
Singing on the stage some wistful melody
And there seemed to be consensus
That with that copter up above us
There was just one song now that might have a harmony

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As we gathered up the tazed
We were happily amazed
That the medics had the water for to flush our eyes for gas
But what was really most impressive
Though perhaps a bit aggressive
Was when a hundred bodies spelled three letters on the grass

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