You wanna be cool, you wanna be tough

You wanna be respected, be a man

So you shaved off your face, cut off your hair

Then they gave you a gun and a badge

Now you're the law, you do what you want

And 'We the people' do what you say

'Cause you are the man with the gun in your hand

God help us if we get in your way

Hey, give me a break

What the hell do you think is going on?

They always think I'm stoned, never leave me alone

I think it's 'cause my hair is long

Hey, get off my case

I'm speaking on behalf of my defence

They're always acting brave behind those tinted shades

I'm guilty 'till I'm proven innocent

Now the world needs law and order as common sense dictates

But big shot rookies busting heads is what I really hate

The law is their authority, their actions justified

To 'serve and protect', I think what they meant

They'll do what seems right at the time

They think I'm trouble 'cause I look like I do

I see suspicion rise

It's getting harder just to walk down the street

Without their Big Brother eyes

It's in the paper. now it's on my TV

I've seen the violence and hate

They call it justice but they've pushed it too far

Stop it before it's too late

Torture yourself with the facts

You do what you've chosen to do

No one is giving you sympathy

Changes are long overdue

I've got no problems with the cops 'round the world

Who put their lives on the line

Rounding up rapists and diddlers and sorts

Taking a bite out of crime

But what's this shit with the heavies some pull?

I'm seeing Billy The Club

It's over race, religion, colours and creeds

I've seen gunned down in cold blood

Wise up if you are a supercop,