In the morning when I wake up and listen to the sound
Of the birds outside on the roof
I try to ignore what the paper says
And I try not to read »
It's a Dream Prairie Wind
by Neil Young
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the bullets of a policeman's gun
There was nothin' I could do but stay away
In the U.S.A. you gotta take your chances
If you plan on stayin' free
They »
I Remember More Dead Cops: 1981-1987
by MDC
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I was standin' at a big hotel
Wishin' everybody well
But if anybody paid me, any mind it was hard to tell
A big policeman on his beat
Pulled »
Standin' at the Big Hotel Down on the Drag
by Joe Ely
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it anymore.
A man who stood up against the scum, the filth.
Now I see clearly.
Personally I know the alley
Where Jack feeds on the birds of night »
Red Angel Dragnet Combat Rock
by The Clash
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a policeman in Brooklyn,
And me father the youngest
Looked after the farm,
When a phonecall from America
Said 'Send the lad over',
Well the old fella said »
Streets of New York Spirit of the Nation
by Wolfe Tones
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(Chorus) I don't want to go to county jail no more more more Its a big fat policeman at my door door door He'll snatch you by yo collar make you pay »
County Jail Layin' da Smack Down
by Project Pat
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ETHELL, like every little woman, she of course was very excited! She creaked a little bit, and some old birds flew off of her.) BILLY told ETHELL they were »
Billy the Mountain The Supplement Tape
by Frank Zappa
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