On the Streets That You Created
On the streets that you created
Parody of
"Californication"
by the Red Hot Chilli Peppers
Songwriters: Anthony Kiedis / Michael Balzary / John Anthony Frusciante / Chad Smith
Marxists march on the streets downtown,
see the terrorist flags they're flying.
Anarchists scream to burn it down,
and blm is trying.
democrats hide as the children die,
on the streets that they're creating.
Their racism swirls in their hate filled world,
where death is always waiting.
Standing there with a gun in your hand,
we see you on the tv stations.
democrats hide as the children die,
on the streets that they're creating.
Civil unrest puts a nation to the test,
on the streets a war is raging.
bow your head as we bury your dead,
you're the cause of all this grieving.
you know its true
it's all on you
death is out there looking for you
and very soon it's gonna find you
no one out there's gonna help you
as the hand of death is reaching for you.
Acting out you've crossed that line,
you've embraced their acts of treason.
You can't turn back as your war of words,
brought murder, theft and arson.
democrats hide as the children die,
on the streets that they created.
Shots ring out and a little girls down,
in the yard where she was playing.
A little boy dies on a bike as he rides,
but its just another altercation.
democrats hide as the children die
on the streets that they created.
Civil unrest puts a nation to the test,
on the streets a war is raging.
bow your head as we bury your dead,
you're the cause of all this grieving.
you know its true
it's all on you
death is out there looking for you
and very soon it's gonna find you
no one out there's gonna help you
as the hand of death is reaching for you.
Rebellions never bring lasting change,
they only cause fear and destruction.
Violence never has change a mind,
it only bring retaliation.
and mothers cry as their children die,
on the streets that you created.
Civil unrest puts a nation to the test,
on the streets a war is raging.
bow your head as we bury your dead,
you're the cause of all this grieving.
you know its true
it's all on you
death is out there looking for you
and very soon it's gonna find you
no one out there's gonna help you
as the hand of death is reaching for you.
Copyright © Running Wolves | Year Posted 2020
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