From Detroit to LA: A Song of Solidarity
They came at dawn with badges cold as winter
But this is California, where the sun don't splinter
City of Angels, people of the light
Watch how fast that ICE melts when angels bring the fight...
Look, they thought they could freeze us, seize us, make us Jesus on the cross
Deportation nation, separation, families getting lost
But Los Angeles got guardian angels, wings spread wide like freeways
Burning swords in each hand, understand we don't need praise
We need justice in the barrio, scenario they painted
Federal agents in our faces, tainted with the hatred
Of a system that's aching to break what we've been making
Since the Zoot Suit riots, we been fighting, never faking
In a city of angels, you called our protest a riot
Think you can occupy our city? Go ahead and try it
We the people of the sun, blood running gold and copper
Seven million strong, tell me who gon' stop us?
ICE trucks in the morning, warning shots at families
But angels don't abandon ship, we stand for all our casualties
Burning swords illuminate what darkness tried to hide
When the federal storm comes, we the ones who turn the tide
Angels with the burning sword
Rising from the 213
People of the sun, we won't run
This is what resistance means
Watch the ICE melt in the fire
When the righteous start to burn
City of Angels, people of the sun
Every lesson that they'll learn
Gabriel's horn in Boyle Heights, seraphim in East LA
Cherubim in Compton, watch 'em come and take the day
Every homeboy an angel when the feds try to suppress
Every mother Mary weeping, but she fighting nonetheless
Burning swords cut through the lies they televised to terrify
Very eyes that witnessed Rodney know they terrorize and mystify
But we crystallized our purpose when they cuffed our senator
Handcuffs on elected officials? This is what we're centered for
Entered war with constitutional law on our side
Burning bright against the night, angels never hide
People of the sun don't run from marines with guns
We the golden state, the stolen fate that freedom never shuns
They militarized our neighborhoods, gentrified our hope
But angels sharpen burning swords on each and every slope
From Inglewood to Hollywood, we understood the mission
When ICE becomes the enemy, resistance ain't submission
It's reclamation, education, celebration of the light
People of the sun been burning since the genesis of fight
Michael with the flaming blade at Eden's gate
But this time we're not cast out, this time we create
A sanctuary in the city where the angels congregate
Where federal intimidation meets its righteous fate
We are the burning bush that never gets consumed
We are the pillar of fire when democracy's entombed
We are the people of the sun, and our skin holds the heat
That melts every ICE agent on every LA street
See, they don't understand the alchemy of struggle and divinity
How the people of the sun burn with ancient infinity
Every deportation raid just fans the flames higher
Every handcuffed senator adds fuel to the fire
We inherit revolution from the Aztec and the Maya
California dreaming meets the spirit of Zapata
Angels with the burning sword don't fight for earthly kings
We fight for constitutional law and all the freedom brings
From the Pacific to the mountains, valleys to the desert
Every angel in this city got a blade that stays alert
Burning through deception, resurrection of the truth
People of the sun stay young, eternal in our youth
So when they roll up with their war machines and riot gear
Tell 'em angels with the burning sword been stationed here for years
Been protecting and correcting every federal mistake
City of Angels, people of the sun, this is what we make:
Revolution in the making, liberation in the light
When ICE meets burning swords, there ain't gon' be no fight
Just melting, just helping, just the end of their charade
When the people of the sun call on angels we have made
[Final Chorus - Full choir, triumphant] Angels with the burning sword
Rising from the golden state
This is how we seal their fate
Love the line "ICE melts when angels bring the fight."
"When ICE meets burning swords, there ain't gon' be no fight
When the people of the sun call on angels we have made!"
WOW. Introducing us to awesome possibilities when we unite.
Thanks. I am working a full album of songs about the protests. More to come.
They came at dawn with badges cold as winter
But this is California, where the sun don't splinter
City of Angels, people of the light
Watch how fast that ICE melts when angels bring the fight...
Look, they thought they could freeze us, seize us, make us Jesus on the cross
Deportation nation, separation, families getting lost
But Los Angeles got guardian angels, wings spread wide like freeways
Burning swords in each hand, understand we don't need praise
We need justice in the barrio, scenario they painted
Federal agents in our faces, tainted with the hatred
Of a system that's aching to break what we've been making
Since the Zoot Suit riots, we been fighting, never faking
In a city of angels, you called our protest a riot
Think you can occupy our city? Go ahead and try it
We the people of the sun, blood running gold and copper
Seven million strong, tell me who gon' stop us?
ICE trucks in the morning, warning shots at families
But angels don't abandon ship, we stand for all our casualties
Burning swords illuminate what darkness tried to hide
When the federal storm comes, we the ones who turn the tide
Angels with the burning sword
Rising from the 213
People of the sun, we won't run
This is what resistance means
Watch the ICE melt in the fire
When the righteous start to burn
City of Angels, people of the sun
Every lesson that they'll learn
Gabriel's horn in Boyle Heights, seraphim in East LA
Cherubim in Compton, watch 'em come and take the day
Every homeboy an angel when the feds try to suppress
Every mother Mary weeping, but she fighting nonetheless
Burning swords cut through the lies they televised to terrify
Very eyes that witnessed Rodney know they terrorize and mystify
But we crystallized our purpose when they cuffed our senator
Handcuffs on elected officials? This is what we're centered for
Entered war with constitutional law on our side
Burning bright against the night, angels never hide
People of the sun don't run from marines with guns
We the golden state, the stolen fate that freedom never shuns
They militarized our neighborhoods, gentrified our hope
But angels sharpen burning swords on each and every slope
From Inglewood to Hollywood, we understood the mission
When ICE becomes the enemy, resistance ain't submission
It's reclamation, education, celebration of the light
People of the sun been burning since the genesis of fight
Rising from the 213
People of the sun, we won't run
This is what resistance means
Watch the ICE melt in the fire
When the righteous start to burn
City of Angels, people of the sun
Every lesson that they'll learn
Michael with the flaming blade at Eden's gate
But this time we're not cast out, this time we create
A sanctuary in the city where the angels congregate
Where federal intimidation meets its righteous fate
We are the burning bush that never gets consumed
We are the pillar of fire when democracy's entombed
We are the people of the sun, and our skin holds the heat
That melts every ICE agent on every LA street
See, they don't understand the alchemy of struggle and divinity
How the people of the sun burn with ancient infinity
Every deportation raid just fans the flames higher
Every handcuffed senator adds fuel to the fire
We inherit revolution from the Aztec and the Maya
California dreaming meets the spirit of Zapata
Angels with the burning sword don't fight for earthly kings
We fight for constitutional law and all the freedom brings
From the Pacific to the mountains, valleys to the desert
Every angel in this city got a blade that stays alert
Burning through deception, resurrection of the truth
People of the sun stay young, eternal in our youth
So when they roll up with their war machines and riot gear
Tell 'em angels with the burning sword been stationed here for years
Been protecting and correcting every federal mistake
City of Angels, people of the sun, this is what we make:
Revolution in the making, liberation in the light
When ICE meets burning swords, there ain't gon' be no fight
Just melting, just helping, just the end of their charade
When the people of the sun call on angels we have made
[Final Chorus - Full choir, triumphant] Angels with the burning sword
Rising from the golden state
People of the sun, we won't run
This is how we seal their fate
Watch the ICE melt in the fire
When the righteous start to burn
City of Angels, people of the sun
Every lesson that they'll learn
Love the line "ICE melts when angels bring the fight."
"When ICE meets burning swords, there ain't gon' be no fight
Just melting, just helping, just the end of their charade
When the people of the sun call on angels we have made!"
WOW. Introducing us to awesome possibilities when we unite.
Thanks. I am working a full album of songs about the protests. More to come.