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The air in the mountains gets cold
When the sun sinks into the sea
But the Hollywood sign stays on all the time
The City of Angels don’t sleep
And there’s cameras recording it all
But there’s some places that they don’t see
All the cops on patrol don’t know wisdom still grows
And its flowers are going to seed

This tree’s seen a fire burn all through the land
And it knows that one day it will happen again
We’ll melt through the ice, topple the walls
Every courthouse, cop station, and prison will fall

There’s cops down there cruising skid row
Finding shelters and tearing them down
Taking women and men to get locked in a pen
In that windowless building downtown
So it’s time to stop being polite
From the streets and the sidewalks we’ll shout
Fuck your laws, fuck your orders; queer love knows no borders
Burn the carceral state to the ground

There’s fascists on patrol
Guarding bloodstained gold
Death to America
No more USA
Take back what they stole
Make the people whole
Death to America
No more USA

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from Who Said You Could Touch My Dog?, released May 13, 2019
Featuring:
Charlotte Hill, Andrew the Red, Jesse P Vile, Phoenix Jett - Vocals

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