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Come, get out of the way, boys
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Quick, get out of the way
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Youd better watch what you say, boys
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Better watch what you say
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Weve rammed in your harbor and tied to your port
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And our pistols are hungry and our tempers are short
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So bring your daughters around to the port
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cause were the cops of the world, boys
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Were the cops of the world
We pick and choose as please, boys
Pick and choose as please
Youd best get down on your knees, boys
Best get down on your knees
Were hairy and horny and ready to shack
We dont care if youre yellow or black
Just take off your clothes and lie down on your back
cause were the cops of the world, boys
Were the cops of the world
Our boots are needing a shine, boys
Boots are needing a shine
But our coca-cola is fine, boys
Coca-cola is fine
Weve got to protect all our citizens fair
So well send a battalion for everyone there
And maybe well leave in a couple of years
cause were the cops of the world, boys
Were the cops of the world
Dump the reds in a pile, boys
Dump the reds in a pile
Youd better wipe of that smile, boys
Better wipe off that smile
Well spit through the streets of the cities we wreck
Well find you a leader that you cant elect
Those treaties we sighned were a pain in the neck
cause were the cops of the world, boys
Were the cops of the world
Clean the johns with a rag, boys
Clean the johns with a rag
If you like you can use your flag, boys
If you like you can use your flag
Weve got too much money were looking for toys
And guns will be guns and boys will be boys
But well gladly pay for all we destroy
cause were the cops of the world, boys
Were the cops of the world
Please stay off of the grass, boys
Please stay off of the grass
Heres a kick in the ass, boys
Heres a kick in the ass
Well smash down your doors, we dont bother to knock
Weve done it before, so why all the shock?
Were the biggest and toughest kids on the block
cause were the cops of the world, boys
Were the cops of the world
When we butchered your son, boys
When we butchered your son
Have a stick of our gum, boys
Have a stick of our buble-gum
We own half the world, oh say can you see
The name for our profits is democracy
So, like it or not, you will have to be free
cause were the cops of the world, boys
Were the cops of the world
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