Bobbies come but no points to score, won't be knocking on your door.
A&E with car crash face, you'll be seen in time at our pace.
Questions asked but witness lost, one mans freedom at one mans cost.
You sit at home and start to wonder how this mans free, you start to thunder.
The systems fucked its all askew but you're working class so there's no cure.
Own book own rules or play the game, either way you're not the same.
The policing ethics what a joke, just watch Great Britain go up in smoke.
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