Ganglord

(Album: Swords - 2009)

Ganglord, the police are kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me, wanting me to break their laws

Ganglord, the police are kicking their way into my house
And haunting me, taunting me, wanting me to break their laws

And I'm turning to you to save me
And I'm turning to you to save me

Ganglord, the police are grinding me into the ground
The headless pack are back, small boy jokes and loaded guns

Ganglord, the police are grinding me into the ground
The headless pack are back, small boy jokes and loaded guns

And I'm turning to you to save me
And I'm turning to you to save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me, save me
Oh to save me, save me, save me, save me

Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall making fun of us all
Ganglord, the clock on the wall and it makes a joke of us all

And I'm turning to you to save me and I'm turning to you
To save me, save me, save me, save me, save me, to save me

Ganglord, remember the police can always be bribed
Ganglord, remember the police can always be bribed

They say "to protect and to serve"
But what they really mean to say is:
"Get back to the ghetto, the ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto, the ghetto, the ghetto"