Constable Cunt Songtext
von The King Blues

"All Coppers Are Bastards" Unknown

You used to be a bully
Be a bully′s what you were
You walked around the playground
A pocket money raconteur
You were mother's special child
You were born to be mild and in line


Then when school was over
Well of course you joined the force
In the well of darkness where
You drank straight from the source
Oh how you loved to feel the power
And how it made them cower from your eye
But that scared little boy′s taken over
Now he's in control
He's running the show of
The man with the broken soul
We call him
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
Kicks in the back door
Walks out the front
Not by the book but
He gets what he wants
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
He confiscates Colombian
And Cali herbal healing
His politics are American
His kisses are Glaswegian
And nobody, yeah nobody
Had better get in his way
When he′s on one


He′s all about the power
When he's in the line of duty
It′s like he's the only person
In the world who is shorter than me
And with that sort of complex
Let′s just hope he never gets a gun
But that scared little boy's taken over
Now he′s in control
He's running the show of
The man with the broken soul
We call him
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
Kicks in the back door
Walks out the front
Not by the book but
He gets what he wants
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
Nee naw nee naw
He's coming for you
Nee naw nee naw
What will you do
We call him
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
Kicks in the back door
Walks out the front
Not by the book but
He gets what he wants
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
Constable Constable Constable Cunt
Kicks in the back door
Walks out the front
Not by the book but
He gets what he wants
Constable Constable Constable Cunt