Lyrics:
where You went with the x`s paid You can lie down here for a good few days Tell me what you know about a mans affliction Pc plod talk pure science fiction
box
With my friend, the famous pc plod, plod, plod*
Kill a cop, kill a cop,
You lay a hand on me, I'm gonna kill you, cop.
Hey! let's all kill some
at it
Pc plod he still arrested it
We're getting over it
We're sweating over it
That makes you happy
I'm happy too
Na-na-na-na-na-na-na
to explain
PC Plod storming through the gaff again, with guns n cosh's
Try to drag me outta bed naked, punching, kicking, restraining
And that's what got me
Tell PC Plod, "See ya later"
The way you say it, my boy, what you tellin' me?
Why you goin' 'round sayin' you're my enemy? (enemy?)
Don't mistake me
down, watch man go thru
Bottles get popped, boys on top
Shops get robbed, these streets hot
Running from the police yo PC plod
Run up outside in
police time, please
That's all for now"
And as PC Plod is leaving
Her family sees him
They creep in the ward silently seething
Benaz can't control her
We were sauced right there on Brighton beach.
You, a goth, and I was such a peach.
I sought to be the best at it.
P-C Plod, he still arrested
a group of knobs
Sod plods, PCs sabotaging our cash flow
In a couple years have an HQ up in MAC Flowz, with fat rolls
More than Greggs, that's dough for em
Zéessó:
Mit mondasz? Nem értem! Itt b*sznak a dobok
Az ilyen f*sznak Te korcs k*rva, még csontot se dobok
Hogy p*nád van, nem p*lód, az csak
they're individuals but when they're in a mob,
They're under orders, it's a dirty job.
The plods are taught to go for your neck
Or bust your nose running
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