| Lyrics: | Police
Call the police officers
Freeze!
That clown they dress up
That clown
they dress up
Hold it
Move, right there.
You, Get up! Get up! Get up!
Put your
hands on top
Don't make me repeat myself, God Dammit!
I said move, Freeze! Freeze and hold
it
Put 'em down or I'll blow his damn brains out
Put your hands on top
Don't make me
repeat myself, God Dammit!
I said move, Freeze! Freeze and hold it
I hear rape.
Get
up!
Get everyone on the floor
Up against the wall God Dammit, all of you
Come on
move!
Put your hands on top of your head
Put your hands on top
Don't make me repeat
myself
Hold it, over there
Move, move, right there. There's good
You, Get up, Get up!
Get up!
Hold it
Move, right there.
You, Get up, Get up! Get up!
Put your hands on
top
Don't make me repeat myself, God Dammit!
I said move, Freeze!
Hey, check this
out
Hello lover, you wanna go out?
Straight from the booker
Sounds like a hit
The
bitch is nuts, man, she was smoking that angel dust, ya dig?
? street pigs
That clown they
dress up as a cop,
what do ya think of that son of a bitch, heh?
Your gangs, whinos,
junkies!
Pigs, fuckers, maniacs
The neighborhood is going to be full of stars with all
these
TV cameras around
I ain't afraid of all them fuckin' skulls and alters and
shit
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