[spoken] "We have the right to break the silence. Anything we play can and will be used against you in a court of rock."
Horrors have a smell and they tell us it's the scene of a crime Casings on the floor, there's a perp who's gonna do some time We can hear the evidence that echoes in the air Using choke holds, bruising nerves Morons get what they deserve Slash and burn prtect and serve
Justice in eather uniform We prosecute transgression Crashing through windows, breaking doors We practice devastation law
We are the Rock Police Elite of Rock and Roll's finest We are the Rock Police Marshals out on patrol We are the Rock Police Elite of Rock and Roll's finest We are the Rock Police The force keeping control We are the Rock
Get you on the ground then rub your face in the dirt Meet Mister Nightstick, he'll crack your skull, it might hurt We're the judge, we're the jury, we're the executioners The prime suspect will get the chair Voltage maxed out, skin shaved bare Inhaling his own burning hairTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
