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Get Your Riot Gear
- wykonawca: Five Iron Frenzy
Somethin stirrin in the air,
of victory.
Timebomb tickin to explode,
3, 2, 1 and go.
Somethin passive somethin not,
Billy clubs I'll call the SWAT.
Rabid dogs without a leash,
Is this how you keep the peace.
You want riots?
Wear your riot gear.
You want violence?
Then shoot some tear gas in the air.
It is written on your badge,
To serve and protect.
It seemed you only served yourself,
Protecting your own neck.
Controlling with fear,
Menacing and threatening.
You want my respect,
You better start respecting me.
Go and get your riot gear,
Swing your girlie all around.
We'll be dancing on the cinders,
As the town is burning down.
Swing her around.
Burn it all down.
Something smelled of power tripping,
Crowd control was rank.
Tear gas everyone downtown,
What you did really stank.
Legislation,
Never made you judge and jury.
Martial law now,
Beat the kids down with no worries.
Go and get your riot gear,
Swing your girlie all around.
We'll be dancing on the cinders,
As the town is burning down.
Swing her around.
Burn it all down.
Somethin stirrin in the air,
of victory.
Timebomb tickin to explode,
3, 2, 1 and go.
Somethin passive somethin not,
Billy clubs I'll call the SWAT.
Rabid dogs without a leash,
Is this how you keep the peace.
You want riots?
Wear your riot gear.
You want violence?
Then shoot some tear gas in the air.
It is written on your badge,
To serve and protect.
It seemed you only served yourself,
Protecting your own neck.
Controlling with fear,
Menacing and threatening.
You want my respect,
You better start respecting me.
Go and get your riot gear,
Swing your girlie all around.
We'll be dancing on the cinders,
As the town is burning down.
Swing her around.
Burn it all down.
Something smelled of power tripping,
Crowd control was rank.
Tear gas everyone downtown,
What you did really stank.
Legislation,
Never made you judge and jury.
Martial law now,
Beat the kids down with no worries.
Go and get your riot gear,
Swing your girlie all around.
We'll be dancing on the cinders,
As the town is burning down.
Swing her around.
Burn it all down.