The legalized mob, run by gangsters
UK government, wheels, hamsters
Eton’s army, the Queens gang
A family business, vampire fang
Disturbance of the force, peace on pause
Riot in a jam jar, marmalade morse
Why bring pig dogs, why the pig horse?
On your bike copper, your morals way off course
Polis is this, Polis is that
Drove of army rejects wear a tit hat
Yo, I used to have a lil’ respect for the po
Where did it go? I just don’t know?
Maybe the vigil for Sarah Everard
Heavy police violence, pigs act hard
No ability to debate or ever communicate
You want a fucking riot, now you’ve got one mate