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2020 Revision

by Dawn Oberg

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It's 12:01 03:11
Those who hunger for justice are now starving at the station door Streets of the city, an SFPD killing floor Will their children see more of the same, like targets in a video game? The statue of St. Francis is weeping crimson tears Blood of the innocent rushing to his ears It's 12:01, motherfuckers, past time to change the guard at the gate City of St. Francis presided over by this incarnation of hate. Alex Nieto and Mario Woods, Luis Gongora, Amilcar Perez Lopez And now Jessica Williams, systemically sent to their deaths Too many before them to name A local and a national shame
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Care 03:08
v.1 You saw Jesus hungry … gave him no bread Thirsty and you gave him no drink, that’s what he said A refugee whose suffering you chose not to assuage You threw him in an icebox, and his children in a cage Chorus: I don’t know how to tell you you should care Perhaps a psychic surgeon practicing somewhere could somehow bring your conscience to a state of good repair perform an empathy implant, put a kinder soul in there I don’t know how to tell you you should care v.2 Jesus was a stranger… you didn’t take him in Didn’t like his zip code or the color of his skin It’s clear how you decide on just who merits human rights But it’s cute you love the bible and you call yourself pro-life Bridge: What avails your precious privilege in the falsehoods where you dwell Those unlike you are people but if you’ve convinced yourself That they’re not really human then I guess it’s good and well You vote for concentration camps and other people’s hell
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Verse 1: I wouldn’t cross the street to pee on him if he were on fire It would be a public service if he were to expire When people call him turtlehead I have to object To abuse the turtles thusly shows extreme disrespect Chorus: What did a turtle ever do to you you’d say a thing so cruel and untrue as that Mitch McConnell’s countenance is like that of our reptilian friends and what did turtles ever do to you? Verse 2: You don’t see them acting like obstructionist dicks Or stacking courts with rapey, infantile pricks They don’t use their turtle powers to push partisan hacks Or go pulling fascist levers like a Himmler on crack Bridge: much like the adhesive used to hold up Trump’s hair there’s not a lot in nature to which he can compare while turtles might be loners give ‘em this much at least: they ain’t power trippers blowing on a vile orange beast

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released August 5, 2020

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Dawn Oberg San Francisco, California

Dawn Oberg is a San Francisco-based songwriter and recording artist.

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