‘ICE Out’ — Lyrics To A Pop-Punk RATM-Like Song About ICE In Minneapolis, Minnesota Written By ChatGPT

🎸 ICE Out 🎸

(Verse 1)
Black boots on the pavement, radios blasting lies,
Cameras flash the truth that they’re trying to disguise.
Downtown they move like an army of the crown,
In the city where the people try to stand their ground.
Shot a mother in her car, three rounds in the frame,
Called it self-defense but theirs is all the blame.
Blood on cold pavement, we remember every name,
Renée Good’s not a number, she’s the start of this flame.

(Chorus)
ICE out, ICE out, tear their stories down,
We’re not just targets for your badges and your rounds.
ICE out, ICE out, can you hear the shout?
Two dead in Minneapolis — and we’re fighting back now.

(Verse 2)
See the nurse with a heart bigger than their force,
Filming for peace, unarmed on their crooked course.
Pulled to the ground, pepper-sprayed and pinned so cold,
Shot for trying to help — the truth they never told.
They paint the narrative, they twist each damn account,
But the videos don’t lie — we see what really went down.
No more escape routes through your shiny black SUV,
Justice don’t come easy when you’re knee-deep in conspiracy.

(Bridge)
Operation surge, paramilitarized,
We raise our fists while they hide behind their lies.
Sirens wail but the righteous won’t relent,
From Powderhorn to North Side — we’re raising hell again!

(Chorus — heavy)
ICE out, ICE out, let the sirens scream,
Not another mother’s son caught in your war machine.
ICE out, ICE out, feel the masses shout,
Two dead in Minneapolis — we’re raging, we’re loud.

(Breakdown / Solo)
Rhythmic spit and snarl — guitars drive like protest chants:
“No more deaths! No more lies!”
“ICE out! ICE out!”

(Outro — shouted)
Stand up, stay loud, no retreat, no surrender,
Two dead in Minnesota — we remember,
We remember.

‘Salt on the Road’ — Lyrics To An Anti-ICE Protest Song Written By ChatGPT

Salt on the Road

Verse 1
Red dawn patrols on Portland Ave, stones on the pavement crack
Steel boots, badges blinkin’ lies, the narrative they pack
They said she weaponized her ride — but the tape don’t show
Three shots ring through the windshield — in the cold Minnesota snow
Salt on the road, blood on the asphalt, truth gets runnin’ thin
The chorus in the gutter cries like the mothers that she left within

Pre-Chorus
Say her name in the streets, carved on picket signs
Every step shakes the silence, every voice undermines

Chorus
Salt on the road! Hear the wheels turn over bones!
Salt on the road! We won’t let their lies condone!
Salt on the road! Every heartbeat’s in protest code!
Salt on the road — for Renee, for justice owed!

Verse 2
Federal surge in the cities, armored fear in every lane
They call it defense, but the echoes scream her name
A mother, partner, citizen — gone before the sun
And the men in charge rewrite the fight before it’s even begun
Salt on the road where the crowd chants out the truth
Minnesota rise, resistance won’t be subdued

Pre-Chorus
Hands in the air, and the whole square roars
We won’t forget the woman that they shot on Main Street floors

Chorus
Salt on the road! Hear the wheels turn over bones!
Salt on the road! We won’t let their lies condone!
Salt on the road! Every heartbeat’s in protest code!
Salt on the road — for Renee, for justice owed!

Bridge
They try to bury truth with propaganda streams
But every open wound ignites a million screams
From Minneapolis squares to every state line bend
Salt on the road — our fury won’t relent!

Final Chorus
Salt on the road! Hear the wheels turn over bones!
Salt on the road! We reclaim what they stole!
Salt on the road! We ignite with every shout!
Salt on the road — till justice shakes the ground!

‘No Joke’ — #lyrics to a #pop #rock protest song

No Joke
lyrics by @sheltgarner
please give credit if you produce or perform

you can joke all you like
but we know your kind
with a wink and a nod
you say what you really mean
tyranny is your middle name
if you return to the purple
it will all be no joke.

all your jokes
but no one is laughing
all your jokes
but no one is laughing
all your jokes
but no one is laughing

stand me over my grave
before I give you a grin
for one of your dumb jokes of sin
we will own the streets
and make you feel abroad
with your broad

(bridge)
in all seriouness
you can just fuck off
if you think you can be a king
in the republic of the free
we refuse to submit
to any of your shit

all your jokes
but no one is laughing
all your jokes
but no one is laughing
all your jokes
but no one is laughing