David Rovics
RIP Michael Brown. Unarmed teen executed in broad daylight by racist cop.
His Hands Were In The Air
Lyrics:
The town is mostly black, almost all the cops are white
You can see it right away, something isn’t right
There’s no funding for the schools and they’re being shut down
The powers that be don’t give a shit about the town
They were walking in the street, it’s the safest place to be
In case someone comes shooting, you got a better view to see
They were walking in the street, they weren’t hurting anyone
Then came a white man with a badge and a gun
His hands were in the air (4x)
“Get the fuck off the sidewalk,” that’s what the cop said
He cut them off in his car, fat face, blood red
The cop says he was attacked, and from a cursory check
It seems his fingers were assaulted by Michael Brown’s neck
There were witnesses who saw it, it was recorded on a phone
But the police couldn’t handle the light that would’ve shone
She was forced to hand it over so they could try to hide away
A racist execution in the middle of the day
He had just finished high school and was off to college next
Instead he was shot and killed with no pretext
The media joined in, called the community a mob
A cop called them animals while Michael’s mother sobbed
Thankyou David for your songs in support of the truth, and the underdog.
My Fav. quote:For what it’s worth: it’s never too late or, in my case, too early to be whoever you want to be. There’s no time limit, stop whevneer you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again. ~The Curious Case of Benjamin Button