Billy-club and a gun, can of mace and a badge

Seem to have given you the right to take away what rights I have

Lack of respect, no compromise, abuse of power, excessive force

Attacking the ones you serve and protect, the justice system in reverse

A few kids in the desert hanging out listening to bands

Call the police, heaven forbid, they use the energy on Steve Wynn's land

For us you needed a chopper? For us you had to draw guns?

Meanwhile someone's raped and murdered, but at least you stopped our fun

At least you stopped our fun

Knock down our stuff, cussing at us, waving your big shotgun around

You tried to silence us by knocking all of our equipment down

A protest escaped my lips, I've always been one to speak my mind

Stand up for my constitutional right and got a shotgun pressed between my eyes

Between my eyes, between my eyes, between my eyes

You threatened my life, insulted me, showed me I have no place in this society

And you wonder why I have a lack of respect for authority?