Send in the Marines
He don’t want peace — he wants the scene, So roll the tanks and send in the Marines.
[Verse 1]
They lit the match in D.C., now L.A.’s in flames,
Armored trucks roll in like it's some war game.
Flags in the frame, choppers in the sky,
But the Constitution’s bleeding, and the truth just died.
They called it law and order — what they meant was fear,
And the boots on your doorstep say the end is near.
[Chorus]
Send in the Marines, let the rifles gleam,
Make it look like strength while you kill the dream.
He don’t want peace — he wants the scene,
So roll the tanks and send in the Marines.
[Verse 2]
He stole the vote with money, courts, and lies,
Now he rules by chaos under blood-red skies.
His cronies count billions while the poor count dead,
He feeds the rich and starves the thread.
And when the people rise with signs and songs,
He brands them enemies for marching strong.
[Chorus]
Send in the Marines, drown the screams,
Trade liberty for TV memes.
Dress up fear in camouflage greens,
And shoot the truth — then send in the Marines.
[Verse 3]
He gutted the science, silenced the press,
Made the FBI a political mess.
He dreams of kings and crowns and gold,
And he’s got generals who'll do what they're told.
The Emoluments Clause? He burned it down,
Now foreign blood pays for his crown.
[Verse 4]
They say protest is treason, that dissent is a crime,
But freedom ain’t freedom if it’s sold out in time.
It’s not a riot — it’s a last breath plea,
Before the boots stomp out democracy.
The crowd is peaceful, the flags are true,
But he's got orders — and a point to prove.
[Chorus]
Send in the Marines, black out the scenes,
Cover the truth in gasoline.
One man’s war on American dreams —
So light the match and send in the Marines.
[Bridge] (quiet, haunting)
This ain’t a drill, this ain’t the past,
It’s happening slow — then all at once, fast.
From Gezi Park to Tiananmen Square,
History whispers: “He’ll meet you there.”
[Verse 5]
But there’s a power he still don’t know,
That grows in streets when the people show.
You can gas our lungs, you can block our streams,
But we march in truth, not in your dreams.
You want a king? Then hear our screams:
We are the flood — and we won’t bow to Marines.
[Final Chorus]
Send in the Marines, unleash the regime,
We see the lie, we see the scheme.
But we’re still here, and we believe —
In justice louder than your Marines.