Lyrics:
Pulverization- bones snap, break, and rend
Trituration- truncheon falls again and again
Castigation- dumbstruck, dazed and contused
Excruciation-
at some unknown junction
Mischievous til we felt the back of a truncheon
Breadcrumbs for luncheon something to munch on
Bruised and confused we're like
to function I used her truncheon
And soon she was yelling out for more
So I got my leg over in a white Landrover
That was driven by an officer of the law
Now
Yeah
All Right
Come On
Pistol Whip Me!
Come On
Come On
Pistol Whip Me!
Boy you got that truncheon
Of the mighty Jesus-joy.
Lord, at a black-tie
truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun is zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growin' thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause
nobody knows where he comes from, nobody knows who he is.
nobody knows what his name is, nobody knows where he lives.
handcuffs and a truncheon, with
Flashing headlights, slinging truncheons
Waiting for the guy who brings my drugs
It ain't safe to walk the streets
Just the sound of their size 12 feet
Well, he fucked me with his truncheon
And his helmet was way too tight
Oh where can I get my cock sucked?
Where can I get my ass fucked?
I ain't got
crying still.
While all the police cars harmonize with power drills.
As jets and kettles form a chord with screeching gulls. Accompanied by truncheons
of the truncheon thing
The ice age is coming, the sun's zooming in
Meltdown expected, the wheat is growing thin
Engines stop running, but I have no fear
'Cause
I'm scared of the police
I'm scared of the violence
I'm scared of handcuffs
And truncheons
I'm just too scared
So pack your bags
We're going home
truncheon hit can defeat me
bring on dogs and artillery
you can kill a man but not his ideas
you never cared about the little man yet
that's why we fight
the apathetic pricks
Make signs, sing out, even get arrested
But you might get nothing but a truncheon stick and bricks
They sang out, This brand of Freedom, is
along
they beat them with rubber truncheons
they held together strong
went searching for the reason
came back here to say
that if you need someone
Knee deep in the trap
Zombies, rise from the dungeon
And we ain't beefing twats
Extended clip like a truncheon
Ain't seen bread, but you're talking
mothers in the stomach, die in the presence of fathers
Stop resisting me, I'll hit you with the truncheon
Turn into Trem's friends, we'll take you
Come to a show, I got girls in abundance
Fuck the Jakes with the cuffs and the truncheons
Couldn't shut down a PC at your nan's gaff
But you wanna
So the saga runs on
This is still London same
Billy with a truncheon
Now aimin their guns on shots to the sternum
Cock Back Burn ‘em
Or choke
a gun
And that's the way that they function
It ain't safe in the dungeon
You could get blazed like a Bunsen
Plus there's Jakes with their truncheons
on this strip
My youngin' hopped out blatant
Guess he found it a worthy risk
Two sweet one saying wagwan
S where your truncheon went? Let me hear that
the place I come from.
Played with the law from you played with with a bunsen. Feds and truncheons. Fuck them
That's why you crush any rats when you buck
and gun crime
(?) London, I've gone to bed in the dungeons
Cos I fight back when feds hit my head with their truncheons
But my blood is from East Africa,
the truncheon
For doing nothing
You can get stunned with a stun-gun
When you hear a bang and then run
Everyone wants one
A pistol to have some gun fun
One shot,
arsonists with business rates etched on the back of empty matchboxes and
Police officers getting their truncheons polished off in the bushes
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