From the recording Happening: A Movement in 12 Acts
Lyrics
11 - Protest
We the people
In order to save our
imperfect union
Hold these truths…
That we are ALL created
Equal but are not treated equally
In pursuit of happiness for
Everyone we should reveal
this falsehood
For it is a small minority
The so-called majority that
would have us broken in our
homes, our streets, to deceive us,
To make us think we’re equal
So that we not enter their neighborhoods
But this small minority does not
pay their fair share
Their special interests have sucked
the country dry, bone dry
And they won’t be happy until it
Crumbles into dust and they retire
Somewhere else away from the rubble and ruin
Their financial policies have crushed
not only our lives and dreams
but have affected the rest of the world
But what they didn’t expect is now we rise up
All of us
In many countries and towns
And we won’t back down
For we have nowhere else to go