Police Truck [Proud to Commit Commercial Suicide] lyrics

Tonight's the night that we drive the truck
We're goin' downtown, gonna beat up drunks
Your turn to drive, I'll bring the beer
It's the late, late shift to one to fear
And ride, ride, how we ride

It's roundup time where the good whores meet
Gonna drag one screaming off the street
And ride, ride how we ride

Got a black uniform and a silver badge
Playin' cops for real, playin' cops for appeal
Let's ride, lowride
Pull down your dress, here's a kick in the ass

Let's beat you blue 'til you sh*t in your pants
Don't move, child, gotta big black stick
There's six of us, babe, so suck on my di*k
And ride, ride how we ride

Let's ride, lowride
The left newspapers might whine a bit
But the guys at the station, they don't give a sh*t

Dispatch calls, "Are you doin' something wicked?"
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets"
As we ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, lowride