At times like these I want to shout
And get all of my anger out
I'll let the Earth absorb my wrath
And scare those standing in my path

At times like these I want to fight
To show my enemies I'm right
I'll wager war and bet I'll win
A bargain for my next of kin

At times like these I want to loot
To give the bourgeoisie the boot
They only want their dollar bills
So what if kindness ain't what kills?

At times like these I want to cry
Because I found my question why
The times like these cannot end well
Those killer cops can go to hell