For my conspiracy theorist friends...and Ferguson, MO
Baby and I were cruising 'bout a quarter to one
when some badge at a checkpoint leveled a gun
He said, "You been drinking?", I shook my head no
He took a long, long look, said, "You're free to go"
I said, "I was free already 'til you trampled my rights –
There's no probable cause, didn't break laws..." I sped off in the night.
Saw a woman on TV - don't know what she was on
She and her little girl tried to drive the White House lawn
You'd think they'd give her the white coat and a padded little room
but no, she got a bullet in the back and a Jane Doe tomb
Hey, I was born here, I didn't have a choice
I got the police state blues (but I'm afraid to raise my voice)
I know it takes bravery to patrol these crazy streets
I get impatience, but not someone who beats
an unarmed civilian ‘cause he didn't toe the line
throws him in a cell, extorting a fine
There used to be time for questions, now there's no time to lose
There’s no "Protect and serve" with the police state blues.
Forget Ruby Ridge or the Boston Marathon
or 9/11 or Waco or something else that's come and gone wrong
Fading out like nightmare that comes back next time you sleep
"Nothing to see here, move along, don't you think too deep"
You may have been born here, and if you're feeling confused
About the way things change - it's just the police state blues.
Hell yeah, I was born here - it was never mine to choose
Without probable cause you don't break laws - you get the police state blues.
Brutal honesty, extreme highs and lows, and seasoned with a bit of every style of music Bob grew up with, this collection will connect with your heart and mind, and just might help heal your soul. Delta Twins