I've played a lot of places and I'll play them all again and everywhere I go I hear the same old thing again; somebody dies in police custody Soon there are questions from the family. At first the situation makes the lawmen look so filthy, but they investigate themselves and it turns out that they're not guilty.
[Chorus] He-e-ey, he-ey -- Daloy Polizei iIt means the same thing now as yesterday. out of your houses, into the streets everybody say "Fuck the police!" Let's go!
Ian Bush's family didn't he was a killer, when constable Kessler picked him up for an open can of Miller. The video at the station house had somehow got erased But the bull was there so it can know exactly what to place The boy jumped on his back but the cop was quick instead, he reached around and shot him... right in the back of the head.
Constable Kessler would not demonstrate just how this thing was done If you think that it's impossible then the corner's not alone, well
[Chorus] He-e-ey, he-ey -- Daloy Polizei It means the same thing now as yesterday. out of your houses, into the streets Everybody say "Fuck the police" Didi
There must be something magic down in the holding cells, 'cause there's stuff that happens there that just don't happen nowhere else. Healthy people dying from a sudden heart attack men who hang themselves with their hands tied behind their back.
There's lots of good and brave police, it must be true I guess. It's brave to work with a murderess sipping coffee by your desk, well
[Chorus] He-e-ey, he-ey -- Daloy Polizei it means the same thing now as yesterday. He-e-ey, he-ey -- Daloy Polizei it means the same thing now as yesterday. Out of your houses, into the streets Everybody say "Fuck the police"