The Berkeley Civil War
(sung to the tune of ‘When Johnny Comes Marching Home’.
h/t The Clash)
When the Trumpers march in Berkeley
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Antifa will make it nazi-free
Hurrah! Hurrah!
We’ll hit them with fists, kicks, and rocks
Bottles, bricks, and bicycle locks
And we’ll all feel smug
In the Berkeley civil war
Violence is never the way
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Unless we do it, then it’s ok
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Abolish all laws and the police too
Perfect autonomy for me and you
And we’ll all feel smug
In the Berkeley civil war
It is not cool to slug a chick
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Why don’t the cops arrest that prick?
Hurrah! Hurrah!
It don’t matter that she hit first
Or had a firecracker in her purse
Hypocrisy rules the day
In the Berkeley civil war
The truth to us has been revealed
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Your right to speak has been repealed
Hurrah! Hurrah!
If you reject our moral code
You’re a bigot, racist or homophobe
And we’ll all feel smug
In the Berkeley civil war
The Trumpers are a bunch of thugs
Hurrah! Hurrah!
So it’s just fine to punch their mugs
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Fighting in the street always works
When you’re dealing with brownshirts
Just like it did in
Weimar Germany
Anarchy is the ideal we prize
Hurrah! Hurrah!
No wonder we’re so disorganized
Hurrah! Hurrah!
Yet we’ll still win and this is why
Look what we did with Occupy!
Chaos will prevail
In the Berkelely civil war
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