Protest Song - Devil's Brigade

Loaded guns won’t stop us

False threats won’t shock us

Protest songs gonna rock us all night long

Riots in San Fransisco where the workers are dying

Need something to drown my pain

When I hear my mother crying

I know the end is coming soon

Race against the clock danger looms

Just want to make one thing sure

Don’t ever stop believing

It’s my home, my country, land of freedom

But now she’s bleeding

How many times have I been burned

By politics and lies

War has been sold here and returned

Under bombed out skies

Don’t need to hide the truth it’s over

The train has rolled away

Polished disaster it’s hard to imagine

Life in a different way

Now it’s getting late and we can’t go home

Don’t ever forget the common man

The working man the blue collar man he’s a fighting man