Take the streets and you will pay a price in blood. Obey.
Face the shields, the baton strike. CS blinds your eyes.
When the blaze is burned away, I will have my day.
Hunt you down, snuff your life. Dissidents will die.
Death rides shotgun, prowling tonight
In the shadows, outside the light
Of the blue lamp
Don’t talk back, hide your thoughts, swallow pride. Walk small.
Catch my eye; you’ll regret you were born. Play deaf.
Toe the line, don’t make waves, play your role, behave.
Don’t stand out, keep the law, don’t be brave… or poor.
Death rides shotgun, prowling tonight
In the shadows, outside the light
Of the blue lamp
My badge means impunity, license and immunity,
Free to stamp on your souls, smothering all hope.
The boss pays, we break hearts, cloaked in night, dark arts.
Shock troops for those we serve. We’re the dogs of wrath.
Death rides shotgun, prowling tonight
In the shadows, outside the light
Of the blue lamp