To the tune of KARMA POLICE by RADIOHEAD
Come on police, arrest this man
This psychopath
He mugged me for a quid
He likes to steal car radios
Come on police, arrest this girl
Her pro-pen-si-ty to
Sell illegal pills
Has made my son a druggie
Dealing with the Met
Messes with your head
You will soon regret that you caused a fuss
Come on police
Come round in your police van
And be more tough
Put away your pens
And send around a patrol
This is what you get
Dealing with the Met
They send round a cadet who can't find his own arse
For a minute there, I saw - I swear, Sir Ian Blair
Phew, I got quite a scare, he had me in his gun's cross-hair
I'd better take care, he is the Police Com-miss-ion-air
I'd better beware, he might leave my brains ov-er there
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Karma police, arrest this man
He talks in maths
He buzzes like a fridge
He's like a detuned radio
Karma police, arrest this girl
Her Hitler hairdo is
Making me feel ill
And we have crashed her party
This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us
Karma Police
I've given all I can
It's not enough
I've given all I can
But we're still on the payroll
This is what you get
This is what you get
This is what you get when you mess with us
And for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
For for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself
Phew, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself