Your prospect of living gone You ran the light at dawn Protectors on your back Lights are on their track
You must now face authority You're nothing like me You must now face authority You're nothing like me
Put your hands up, get out of the car Put your hands up, get out of the car Put your hands up, get out of the car Fuck you, pig
Put your hands up, get out of the car Put your hands up, get out of the car Put your hands up, get out of the car Fuck you pig
Seven A.M. morning came to take us away Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads Seven A.M. morning came to take us away Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads