A.c.a.b. Lyrics

A suit and tie asked me once;
Why do you hate the police, what good does it do?
I said: Suit, you'll never understand,
cause they've never beaten you black and blue

Run for your life, here they come:
The biggest gang; the Danish police
End up in a cell or end up as a corpse
Here's no justice, only police

The suit continued: try constructive criticism
I said: Good idea, it just doesn2t work;
Experience shows, if you want get through to a cop
You'll have to use a heavy object
I know hate is not constructive But it still warms my heart
To see cops catch bottles with their teeth
Especially if they're thrown by my crew

Run for your lives, here we come
The parliament of the street is ready to fight back
Eat your own f*cking medicine
We're not afraid of the Danish police.

Spoken:
this song is for all the good cops, nationally
And internationally; wherever they may lay buried!

Soundclip:
bbc reporter about the riots after Ungdomshusets
eviction.

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