Lyrics

[Verse 1] Fast, furious the car screeched into view Like fire, the fear spread through my crew Scattered, the crew broke into a run To get away from the trooper with a shotgun Lights in the sky, lead filled the air Scatter kill or wound, the police don't care A scream, a thump, damn, another friends down Got to keep on running, no time to look around Turn the corner, a feeling of safety More shots across, how many left? Just me Stop a second just to catch a breath Move on again just to escape the death An open door, a gap, a place to hide A quick glance, not a soul, I slip inside Shut the door, sink down, shadows all around Blend with the night, make sure I'm not found Heart hammering, my body soaked with sweat Enjoy the freedom 'cause I haven't been captured yet Hear a sound, hard boots scrape the curb That sound shatters the silence of the suburbs "He's in here" a crash the door swings wide Light fills in and a trooper steps inside An imposing silhouette fills my vision The chamber's full and the move's my decision "Stand up, easy, keep the movement slow" "Nothing sudden or the morgue is where you'll go" Followed the order, exactly as I was told The chill in his voice made my blood run cold Face to the wall frisked roughly with a gun barrel Checked for weapons through my torn apparel What have I done? I haven't done anything "Bullshit, we saw you and your friends loitering" "Obviously with criminal intent" "You're guilty until proven innocent" [Verse 2] This is a visionary glimpse of a once-great nation Now filled with fear and frustration Rationing returns and the only law is martial The courts are biased, but the bullets impartial In this day and age treble nine might as well be treble six Law enforcement hooked on violence like an addict to a fix Crackdown riots sticks smack down, breakdown Roughneck take down Change democracy for dictatorship The PM's death, an example of police marksmanship A new form of a political target A high price in the electoral market A new wave of restrictions hit the street Already people struggle to make ends meet Although you're free, there's no way you can retaliate There's no way to escape the state Official head of state, a puppet Prime Minister True power emanates from somewhere more sinister One policy is high in favour with their minions Shotgun diplomacy, backing up opinions [Verse 3] Uncharged but punished, innocent but caged Anti-state feelings inside my heart raged The van door shut with a ring of hard steel Cold metal, cold faces, only back the way I feel For my country, it leaves a sour taste When lives are erased and the truth won't be faced Solitary, alone in the crowd, sitting in silence But the tension seems loud Black glove fingers, clench around a riot stick Counting the minutes, slowly by they tick The waiting is over, it's time to come down This trip is finished, my feet touch the ground Dragged from the van and embraced by the cuff No words are needed, the club is enough "I'd read you your rights but you haven't got any" "I'll tell you your options, you haven't got many" The words got unheeded, all I sense is pain Knocked to the ground as the blows start again Picked up, roughed up, scraped up from the floor Made no trouble as I was pushed towards the door Searched again, now a weapon is revealed A pistol in my jacket, it was supposedly concealed The evidence is taken, but the statement made in silence A signed confession, other acts of violence Thrown into a cell within these walls confined The torture of the body gives an insight to the mind Criminally speaking 'cause I'll fall into this set The law believes, it's true, now I must pay my debt The costs will be high on my friends, it took its toll Battered is my body, but they cannot touch my soul Many others felt my shock as they have shared my fate Every sentence is eternal in the justice of a police state