When you see a cop coming, you better move quick Because he's gonna hit you with his stick
It doesn't matter what you've done You're gonna suffer for his fun He stops your car, looks inside Asks you where you've been tonight He doesn't like you, everybody knows Doesn't like your hair, doesn't like you clothes
Man in blue, come for you Siren's red, gonna be dead
Keep the peace, what a load of shit He doesn't care a fuckin' bit Justice for all, But not for you There's not a fucking thing