When the Police Cross the Line

My name is Robert Tate. I live in Canada A country of which I've always been proud Twenty-sixth of June, Toronto, Canada Protesting the G20, I'm in the crowd Sitting on the grass in a peaceful area Public space where we were told we could be A line of armored cops moved into the area Ordered everyone to move, then bore down on me I guess I didn't move fast enough for them You see, I walk with a cane Pushed me down to the ground Kicked me and then kicked me again When the police cross the line When the police cross the line Slippery slope slide to the dark side When the police cross the line When the police cross the line It's a slippery slope slide to the dark side Locked up in a cage tor twenty-six hours Couldn't call my lawyer or my son Kept thirsty and hungry for hours and hours It shouldn't happen to anyone My name is Robert Tate. I live in Canada Thought the Charter of Rights protected me Twenty-sixth of June, Toronto, Canada Our country was not a land of the free I know that the whole world over Throughout history People have to fight for their freedoms and rights I'm hopin' you'll join with me When the police cross the line When the police cross the line Slippery slope slide to the dark side When the police cross the line When the police cross the line It's a slippery slope slide to the dark side When the police cross the line When the police cross the line When the police cross the line