War on the boulevard and we’re the enemy
Black and white cars are watching me
The sirens and coppers are filling the night
I’m sick of this pressure, I’m ready to fight

CHORUS
Right into the 80s was a whole lot of fun
But a lot of these pigs forgot how to run
All my friends got knives, they look real hard
I got a gun, so I won’t get scarred

Can’t live at home, I’ve got to be free
‘Cuz I hate my parents more than they hate me
The schools and the factories are making me sick
I’d rather stand here and sell my dick

CHORUS

LAPD, you’d better get some tanks
We’re gonna rob your stores and we’re gonna loot your banks
All my friends got knives, they look real hard
I got a gun, so I won’t get scarred
Right into the 80s was a whole lot of fun
But a lot of these pigs forgot how to run
LAPD, you’d better get some tanks
We’re gonna rob your stores and we’re gonna loot your banks
I have no use for drugs, I don’t get high
I want to shoot a cop and I want to see him die



Lyrics submitted by JohnnyLurg

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