Third Degree

C O, C O P S

The police helps you to cross the street
They'll open your door if you lost your key
Behind the smile there's a hidden fascist
Who would love to see you down on your knees

Sure hate niggers and he sure hate punks
He also like to beat the shit out of drunks
Driving around, getting fat, can't run
Can't wait to break your arm with the baton

You don't know your rights kid
And they don't follow the law
Cause no one will be watching
When they kick you on your balls

On my way to school one day
I crossed the street in a wrong way
A police car drove up beside me
I couldn't hear his words, I just spit in his face

You don't know your rights kid
And they don't follow the law
Cause no one will be watching
When they kick you on your balls
You don't know your rights kid
And they don't follow the law
Cause no one will be watching
When they kick you on your balls

You don't know your rights kid
And they don't follow the law
You don't know it but you are
Caught on my VCR

You don't know your rights kid
And they don't follow the law
Cause no one will be watching
When they kick you on your
When they kick you on your
When they kick you on your

You don't know your rights kid
And they don't follow the law
Cause no one will be watching
When they kick you on your
When they kick you on your
When they kick you on your balls