Fiscal Spliff Songtext
von The Ratchets

Policeman gonna tell you what to do
Unless you′re a policeman too
There's no one left to act their age
You can′t work for the minimum wage
What kind of daddy sends both his daughters
To go party in the judge's quarters?


There's a crazy rumor passing through
That bailiffs here like breaking rules
I think you′re smart enough to see
The party girls get in for free
And if you want to make a few more dollars
Go looking in the prosecutor′s office

Your cost of living keeps you up at night
Judge dread is passed out in the courthouse light

Where everybody's passing the fiscal spliff
And either way we′re gonna catch a whiff
We let their money make the rules
Their money set the terms
Their money makes the world that we are living in

You're gonna live in it