Rpg - David Rovics

I was at a demonstration

Somewhere in this great nation

Millions of riot cops were milling everywhere

They were eating meatball subs

They were swinging billy clubs

Then there came a thunderous noise right above us in the air

RPG, RPG

I can hear the people all shouting out with glee

And when I look up to the sky

I can’t help but wonder why

That helicopter’s circling above right over me

I was singing like a bird

Just trying to be heard

Singing on the stage some wistful melody

And there seemed to be consensus

That with that copter up above us

There was just one song now that might have a harmony

As we gathered up the tazed

We were happily amazed

That the medics had the water for to flush our eyes for gas

But what was really most impressive

Though perhaps a bit aggressive

Was when a hundred bodies spelled three letters on the grass