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Tekster: MDC. Dead Cops/America's So Straight.



Dead cops

Down on the street
Giving poor the heat
With their clubs and guns
Doin' it all for fun

Dead Cops

Big bad and blue
They're in the Klan too
Brutality is their sport
We'll put 'em to the torch

Dead Cops

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Rebel, rebel on the street
Makeup on my face
Stockings on my feet
All the straights asking me why
I'm not a normal American guy

What makes America so straight
and me so bent?

Call this the land of the free
Say its the home of the brave
You know they call me a queen
Just another human being

What makes America so straight

and me so bent?

Your authority and power
Has turned us sick and sour
And your justice is a lie
We're gonna fight until you die

What makes America so straight
and me so bent?

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Dead Cops

Watcha gonna do
The Mafia in blue
Huntin' for queers
Niggers and you

Dead cops

Time for a switch
Army of the rich
Macho fuckin' slaves
We'll piss on your graves