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?