Sheriff David Clarke

 

Pull a Knife

VERSE 1

Respect for authority, agree with the majority

Keep the peace, you should only be seen

And never heard, not a single word

Will come from your lips or they’ll rap the tips

Of your fingers with a ruler, you little grammar-schooler

Some rap the knuckles, either way your knees buckle

Stand up to injustice? Do that, you’ll get busted

Assume the position, it’s your life’s ambition

 

DIALOGUE

That all sounds well and good, but I’d rather…

 

CHORUS

Pull a knife! Take their wallet!

Accountability is what I’ll call it!

Pull a gun! Steal their purse!

I don’t care if it makes things worse!

 

VERSE 2

Words have failed, now your life has derailed

Now it’s punches and kicks, stones and sticks

Violence is the language of pain and anguish

Because the rules don’t apply to the suits and ties

The rules mean nothing when the shotgun’s pumping

Shells in the heads of the poor and underfed

It’s kill or be killed, I’ll die on this hill

It’s either you or them, who’d be better off dead?

 

DIALOGUE

I’d love to sing kumbaya with my killers, but I’d rather…

 

CHORUS

Pull a knife! Take their wallets!

Accountability is what I’ll call it!

Pull a gun! Steal their purse!

I don’t care if it makes things worse!

 

BRIDGE

Are they scared of the city? They made things shitty

Flooding the streets with guns and heat

Flooding the veins with heroin, cocaine

Cutting the funding, now the cops go hunting

Expect obedience? That shit’s so devious

Has the opposite effect of what it all meant

What’s the use? You got nothing left to lose

Nothing’s more dangerous than a bullet up their anus!

 

CHORUS

Pull a knife! Take their wallet!

Accountability is what I’ll call it!

Pull a gun! Steal their purse!

I don’t care if it makes things worse!

Do it like Robin Hood! Do it like Luigi!

Scrape their remains off the sidewalk with a squeegee!

They created a monster! Created a killer!

They debate all they want, but it’s background filler!

Pull a knife!

Pull a gun!

Pull a bazooka!

It’s the end of the world, let’s have some fun!

My Dinosaur

SOBBING DIALOGUE

My dinosaur! X4

VERSE 1

You took away all my toys

The only things to fill the void

The only things to cure boredom

Anything to restore your order

You smashed my Legos to bits

Stomped my videogames to shit

Popped the heads off my dolls

Do you have a heart at all?

CHORUS

Give me back what’s mine!

I’ll be a good boy this time!

I’ll get the very best grades!

I know how to fucking behave!

Don’t tell me to act my age!

Or I’ll unleash my inner rage!

They’ll have to lock me in a cage!

All I wanted to do was play!

SOBBING DIALOGUE

My dinosaur! X2

VERSE 2

What does this punishment prove?

That your authority is always true?

That the skies aren’t always blue?

Creativity wasn’t meant to bloom?

I don’t need the fucking rubber room

You need your own fucking tomb

You burned my whole toy collection

I’ll cut your giant ass into sections

CHORUS

Give me back what’s mine!

I’ll be a good boy this time!

I’ll get the very best grades!

I know how to fucking behave!

Don’t tell me to act my age!

Or I’ll unleash my inner rage!

They’ll have to lock me in a cage!

All I wanted to do was play!

SOBBING DIALOGUE

My dinosaur! X2

VERSE 3

I don’t owe society shit

It isn’t me throwing a fit

Playtime will forever be mine

Don’t care about falling in line

Don’t care about responsibilities

Or even employable abilities

Starting over with my own toys

Won’t wait for Christmas joys

FINAL BRIDGE

Give me my dinosaur!

I won’t wait anymore!

Life doesn’t have to bore!

Give me my dinosaur before I beat it out of you!

Circus of Conformity

VERSE 1

Just like perfect little circus seals

You shower your master with squeals

Laugh at every joke like it’s actually funny

Surrendering your hardest of hard earned money

Never mind that he preaches victimization

On every newscast and every station

Never mind that he teaches hatred and anger

Never mind that he put you all in grave danger

CHORUS

Circus of conformity!

Suppressing the passionate, praising the ornery

Circus of conformity!

Accepting any idiot as the almighty authority

VERSE 2

Just like perfect little sideshow monkeys

You dance to rhythm like it’s funky

You take the abuse, it’s what you choose

Everything you’ve got is yours to lose

Yet you cheer and shake your moneymaker

From the wet nurse to the undertaker

Are you nice and comfy inside your grave?

Too damn bad, because you can’t be saved

CHORUS

Circus of conformity!

Suppressing the passionate, praising the ornery

Circus of conformity!

Accepting any idiot as the almighty authority

BRIDGE

Believe in everything that comes out of his mouth

Take it in the ass and keep shouting “Ouch!”

This is what you wanted; this is what you voted for

You’re living out your fantasy of being a puppet whore

VERSE 3

Just like scary old psychotic clowns

You’re haunting the darkest parts of the town

A ball on your nose or a ball on your mouth

Makes no difference when you can’t make a sound

Your nuts and backbone have been taken away

Too much of a snowflake to enter the fray

Get down on your knees and begin to pray

It’s what you do best during political decay

CHORUS

Circus of conformity!

Suppressing the passionate, praising the ornery

Circus of conformity!

Accepting any idiot as the almighty authority

Circus of conformity!

I won’t do what you fucking order me

The Greatest Show on Earth is almost over

Rid us of your verbal diarrhea foul odor

"The Hunger Games" by Suzanne Collins

Are you hungry for more? So are the characters in “The Hunger Games”, who live in a dystopian society ruled by arrogant politicians who make the younger members of their community compete in a death match of the same name as the book. If people know that having a bunch of teenagers killing each other is wrong, why don’t they just try to overthrow the government? They already tried that and it didn’t work out too well. In fact, not only are The Hunger Games around for the politicians’ sick and twisted entertainment, they’re punishment against their own people for trying to rebel against the system. It’s pretty safe to say that a band like Rage Against the Machine has better chance of playing their music in North Korea than they do in this dystopian hellhole. These teenagers have to make do with what they have, including the main character Katniss Everdeen. Katniss has several advantages in the Hunger Games. She’s an avid hunter, she’s excellent with a bow and arrow, she’s crafty, and she’s “dating” her male district counterpart Peeta, who also competes in the Hunger Games. If you think having a tactical advantage over everybody is a guaranteed victory, you’re dead wrong. Maybe even just plain dead if you get too cocky. The other “Tributes”, as the competitors are called, are muscular, nasty, ruthless, and they can snap necks with just their thumbs and forefingers if they so desired. As if competing with a bunch of beefed up sociopaths wasn’t bad enough, the environment in which these Tributes compete can be just as deadly. Firebombs thrown everywhere, wasps that make people go insane, poisonous berries that look delicious upon first glance, if there’s away to spread the contestants’ bloody crystals everywhere, it will be done. And the thing about “The Hunger Games”? It’s published by Scholastic despite the gory content. And why is that? Because somebody needs to tell the youngsters of today to question authority. That somebody will be Suzanne Collins, an excellent writer in her own way.

　

***MIXED-MARTIAL ARTS QUOTE OF THE DAY***

“Nobody is easy until you beat them.”

-Ronda Rousey-