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

You can do