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
