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.