Berkeley's On Fire

My mama called me up because there’s fire on the streets
With all the Berkeley Police
And they’re all slobs doing stupid jobs
And we’re having indigestion in the belly of the beast
Because we’re slobs doing stupid jobs
And you put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Bail out your guilty ass
It’s not your business, uh
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go, go
Bail your guilty ass out
Berkeley’s on fire
Your TV lies
We’ll be alright
Berkeley’s on fire
Berkeley’s on fire
I’m still alive
I don’t know why
Berkeley’s on fire
There’s twenty different versions
On and off your TV screen
Of us annoyed, the property destroyed
Because TV news is bad for you
And bad TV is news for you
It’s just a ploy, keep you under control
Too many, too many motherfuckers
Confusing this freedom speech with swastikas
Like Milo Yiannopoulos
Okay, so we broke a little window
Lit a fire out in the street
But that’s our job, protect you from these slobs
And you put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Bail out your guilty ass
It’s not your business, uh
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Bail your guilty ass out
Berkeley’s on fire
Your TV lies
We’ll be alright
Berkeley’s on fire
Berkeley’s on fire
I’m still alive
I don’t know why
Berkeley’s on fire
Berkeley’s on fire
Berkeley’s on fire
Your TV lies
We’ll be alright
Berkeley’s on fire
Berkeley’s on fire (Uh huh)
I’m still alive (Uh)
I don’t know why
Berkeley’s on fire
You better put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn’t win shit, go
Put your pom-poms back down