paroles de chanson Police Truck (Live at Alabama Halle) - Dead Kennedys

Tonight's the night that we got the truck
We're going downtown, gonna beat up drunks
Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
It's the late, late shift, no one to fear
And ride, ride, how we ride
And ride, low ride
It's a roundup time where the good whores meet
We're gonna drag one screaming off the street
And ride, ride, how we ride
Got a black uniform and a silver badge
We're playin' cops for real, we're playin' cops for pay
Let's ride, lowride
Pull down your dress, here's a kick in the ass
Let's beat you blue till you shit in your pants
Don't move, child, got a big black stick
There's six of us, babe, so suck on my dick!
And ride, ride, how we ride
Let's ride, low ride
The left newspapers might whine a bit
But the guys at the station, they don't give a shit
Dispatch calls, "Are you doing something wicked?"
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets!"
Let's ride, ride, how we ride
And ride, ride, how we ride
And ride, ride, how we ride
Let's ride, low ride