The Ballad of G-20

One night in Oakland town the cops came around
All lined up endless rows, telling us where to go
They have the rubber bullets, they have the gas
They have the authority to beat our asses if we sass em back

Pittsburgh, disperse, Pittsburgh, disperse
What’s the matter with a little order to disperse?
Pittsburgh disperse, Pittsburgh, disperse
Be thankful that it wasn’t any worse, any worse

That night in Oakland town, the cops chased me down
Pinned me on the cathedral lawn, what did I do wrong?
It was a failure to disperse, failure to disperse
Be grateful that it wasn’t any worse, any worse

What’s the matter with a little order to disperse?
What’s the matter with a little order to disperse?

Relax, relax, don’t fear the cops in black
We have all the protections we need
They’ll let us know, when it’s safe to go
Outside and use our rights to fight

So, what’s the matter with a little order to disperse?
What’s the matter with a little order to disperse?
Remember all the countries where it’s worse, where it’s worse
So let’s forgive the little order to disperse
Be thankful that it isn’t any worse, any worse
It was just a little order to disperse

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I'm just kidding. But I still amused the hell out of myself last year by singing this off-key while strumming the only two chords I knew.