Album: The Regressives (2015)

Featuring Members of Stockyard Stoics and The 241ers.

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Lyrics:
Arms folded in cold rejection
Florescent lights and faded signs
You glare and you smirk at the public you serve
What world do you see through your reptilian eyes?
You’re like an island in the ocean
Embankments holding back the tide
You build and you brace as we bury our dead
The cracks in the concrete continue to spread

The one good cop took himself off the streets
He is not what his city needs
My friend if only there were forty thousand more of you
Lieutenant Pigott we salute you

Lieutenant Pigott we salute you
For your accountability
Though you fed at the feast and you lived as a beast
The blood on your hands couldn’t drown your humanity
Lieutenant Pigott we salute you
For the courage of your hand
Though surrounded by liars and tyrants and cowards
Deep in your chest beat the heart of a man

The one good cop took himself off the streets
He’s exactly what his city needs
My friend if only there were forty thousand more of you
Forty thousand crimson corpses NYPD blue
Lieutenant Pigott we salute you
We salute you

On a bright Bed Stuy morning stood a man on a ledge
A taser in hand on your shouted command
Sent the man off his plan crashing over the edge
They took away your badge and they took away your gun
They said you had to wait until the paperwork was done
Until the i’s were all dotted and the t’s all crossed
But beneath all the ink an innocent life had been lost
Repayable by one and only one reasonable cost
Lieutenant Michael Pigott
We salute you

Iman Morales
Fermin Arzu
Khiel Coppin
Gilberto Blanco
All the victims of the beasts in blue
We remember you

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