Lyrics

Thursday morning, a bit later
Donny’s here, so are the haters
In the air is so much tension
Barely holding the aggression
People on the streets and thousands of police
Fuel upon a fire gonnas burn

There’s gonna be riot
No use to deny it
There’s gonna be riot
But can you tell me what you’re fighting for?

Friday morning, city’s burning
Broken glass, police returning
You really think that was a message?
Senseless violence ain’t progressive
And I didn’t I just see, you’ve got nikes on your feet
Did you know your clothes were made in Bangladesh?

There’s gonna be riot
No use to deny it
There’s gonna be riot
But can you tell me what you’re fighting for?

What you’re fighting for
Friday nights on fire
Tension levels higher
Saturday’s still raging
But who’s war are you raging
Trying to change the world
You really think you change the world, one Molotov cocktail at a time…

There’s gonna be riot
But can you tell me what you’re fighting for?
What you’re fighting for?!