Chicago '68
By Robert W. Cluney
It happened in Chicago in nineteen sixty-eight
The Hippies held a convention to elect their candidate
The cops decided to attend, they made the blood flow red
As the clubs came crashing down on every Hippie head
Mayor Daley said, "We'll kill 'em
We'll chase 'em from the street
We'll chase 'em from the alleys
And kill each one we meet."
The cops came crashing through the park
"Kill 'em" was their cry
The Hippies broke their ranks and ran
For no one wants to die
A Catholic Priest, his hands held high
Walked into the throng
Praying to the God above
To stop this awful wrong
A policeman hit him with a club
And knocked him to the ground
Three more jumped upon him
And on him they did pound
They only wanted to help him and send him on his way
Whether it be to Heaven or Hell
Who is there to say
A newsman lost his camera
To a policeman's mighty swing
These cops wanted no pictures
While they done their thing
Keepers of law and order
Guardians of the peace
Adolph Hitler would have had a smile
For Chicago's famed police
Oh God where is our freedom
What have we gone and done
Who created this awful monster
That had us on the run
Where is our Constitution
Where is our Bill of Rights
We gave them to a Chicago cop
On a bloody August night