Rioting

They're rioting in my front yard

They're sending in the national guard

People lootin, people shootin, baby I ain't just tootin my horn

They're rioting in my front yard

They're grabbing all the beer and diapers

And don't forget the windshield wipers

Fifty pairs, who cares? man we'll sell' em at the fair

And yeah they're rioting in my front yard

They're burning manny, moe, and jack

The pep boys got a broken back

They're stealin' clothes and breaking toes

Hey, did you see that broken nose?

And man, they're rioting in my front yard

The news you can't miss, no

It looks like a hit show

The choppers are taking to the air

The walls are coming down

And yeah they're burning up this town

At least the ratings will be up this year (burn baby, burn)

Now rodney king may not have been a saint

But what they did to him could make you faint

We hear the whip, we hear the crack, and just because his skin was black

Now they're rioting in my front yard

Now a man ain't got a reason to smile

If he gets a beating without a trial

Hey wouldn't you be pissed they said gorillas in the mist

And now they're rioting in my front yard

Half these people haven't got a clue

They're stealing clothes and saying, rodney who?

They've got it all wrong, it seems we'll never get along

And now they're rioting in my front yard

Well man, they're rioting in my front yard

Oh yeah, they're rioting in my front yard