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
Ride, ride, how we ride
And ride, low ride
It's 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
Playing cops for real, playing cops for pay
Let's ride, low ride
Pull down your dress, here's a kick in thе ass
Let's beat you blue, 'til you shit in your pants
Don't movе child, I 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 ya doin' somethin' wicked?"
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets!"
Ah, ride, ride, how we ride
And ride, ride, how we ride
And ride, ride, how we ride
Let's ride, low ride
compositores: Jello Biafra - East Bay Ray - Klaus Flouride - D. H. Peligro
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