There's a policman in me, A real animal, I'm the angry young soldier ripping sofas in Belfast I'm the thug on the street, and I mug whom I meet I'm so misunderstood and yes if I could there'd be a gun in my hand if you don't understand, I'll shoot you cold where you stood, And they'll drop your blood
You'll never be stopped, Be a policeman in England And if you do just tell them who your father is, and don't despair
They only hate you for what you wear And if they beat you in the dark room remember that you're English And there's someone who cares Let's hope there's profit to share With the churches around us they can't crucify you cause it's been done before
Imigrants training to be citizens Let's hope they bury their past as they were burried as victims Take this shovel now at you
Worship our Royalty You're in England a soldier A working man's pillar Celebrate in our lies
Adore your children You're a beggar, a vulture, a king on a mountain so don't be afraid