Seattle Was A Riot, they tried to pin on us But we didn't show up, with gas and billy clubs An un-armed mass of thousands, just trying to be heard But there are no world leaders- that want to hear our words. Ohhh. Why must we riot Why must we protest Just to be heard - by the world? The World Bank's greed and lies, digs graves in 3rd world lands And fills them with the remains of exploited workers Or displaced native peoples, and destroyed ecosystems Under the guise of progress, relief, and tech assistance. Ohhh. Since the dawn of history -the few who own control Have bent and rewrote history-how they want it to go They try to control what we learn-and take away our rights Cause when the masses round the world unite That's a force they can not fight We'll fight for our We'll fight for our We'll fight for our We'll fight for our Rights! Sitting in what was designated the "Cooperation Zone" by Seattle Police Sergeant Richard Goldstein They sat heads bowed- listening as the police methodically shot pepper spray- one eye at a time into the eyes of their passive brothers and sisters Whore like police- playing judge, jury, and executioner for their pimp like bosses in the World Band and W.T.O. This is not justice. This is not the role of, The Servants of the People Such tyranny brings ruling classes crashing to the ground and contemporary societies to an end.