My mama called me up because there's fire on the streets
Of all the Berkeley Police
And they're all slobs doing stupid jobs
And we're having indigestion in the belly of the beast
Because we're slobs doing stupid jobs
And you put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Bail out your guilty ass
It's not your business uh
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Bail your guilty ass out
Berkeley's on fire
Your TV lies
We'll be alright
Berkeley's on fire
Berkeley's on fire
I'm still alive
I don't know why
Berkeley's on fire
There's plenty different versions
On and off your TV screen
Of us annoyed
The property destroyed
Because TV news is bad for you
And bad TV is news for you
It's just a ploy, keep you under control
Too many, too many motherfuckers
Confusing this freedom speech with swastikas
Like Milo Yiannopolous
Okay, so we broke a little window
Little fight out in the street
But that's our job
Protect you from these slobs
And you put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Bail out your guilty ass
It's not your business uh
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Bail your guilty ass out
Berkeley's on fire
Your TV lies
We'll be alright
Berkeley's on fire
Berkeley's on fire
I'm still alive
I don't know why
Berkeley's on fire
Berkeley's on fire
Berkeley's on fire
Your TV lies
We'll be alright
Berkeley's on fire
Berkeley's on fire
I'm still alive
I don't know why
Berkeley's on fire
You better put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms down
You didn't wish it, go
Put your pom-poms back down
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