Remember Kids, The Only Good Cop Is A Dead Cop

OJN

You're the boot.
Stomping on the human face forever.
You're the eye.
Staring down on everyone and ever seeing all.
You're the lie.
Twisting all our minds into your whoredom.
You are Death.
You are war.
You are slavery.
You're the law.
You're the law.
You're the law!

When laws spew like vomit from power-drunk tongues
And freedom's a lie that the old tell the young
Then out of the darkness,
The rebels arise
And on that day the Outlaw, the Outlaw will ride.

When spies and lies choke out the spirit of life
And authority scrapes like a rusted dull knife
Then out of despair
The heros will soar.
On that day the Outlaw, the Outlaw is born.

Breakdown, breakdown.
Fire in the mind.
Freedom on the firing line.

When "for your own good" is a lock and a chain
And "security's" used to enslave hearts and brains
Then out of our bondage
Rebellion will fly.
On that day, the Outlaw, the Outlaw will ride.

When criminals, criminals make all the laws
Then anyone breaking them fights a just cause.
So don't obey leaders
And don't follow rules
And the Outlaws, the Outlaws are saviors, not fools.

So crush their damned spycams, rip open your cage
Let liberty loose with a howl of wild rage
Each tyrant you smash
Is a freedom you've won
And the Outlaws -- we Outlaws -- put power on the run.

Breakdown, breakdown.
Fire in the mind.
Freedom on the firing line.

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