Police Truck - Live at Alabama Halle

Tonight's the night that we got the truck
 We're going downtown, gonna beat up drunks
 Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
 It's the late, late shift, no one to fear
 And ride, ride, how we ride
 And ride, low ride
 It's a roundup time where the good whores meet
 We're gonna drag one screaming off the street
 And ride, ride, how we ride
 Got a black uniform and a silver badge
 We're playin' cops for real, we're playin' cops for pay
 Let's ride, lowride
 Pull down your dress, here's a kick in the ass
 Let's beat you blue till you shit in your pants
 Don't move, child, got a big black stick
 There's six of us, babe, so suck on my dick!
 And ride, ride, how we ride
 Let's ride, low ride
 The left newspapers might whine a bit
 But the guys at the station, they don't give a shit
 Dispatch calls, "Are you doing something wicked?"
 "No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets!"
 Let's ride, ride, how we ride
 And ride, ride, how we ride
 And ride, ride, how we ride
 Let's ride, low ride