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