Lyrics:

(Two, three, four)

A bunch of punks hangin' out on the streets before the show
Patty wagon pulls up, instinct - Run, man, let's just go
The cop chases them through the streets and then they go inside
Then they run into the crowd where maybe they can hide

Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, ya, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality

He stands there in the crowd, there is no where he can run
The cop comes up behind him and he cracks him with his gun
Drags his bloody ass outside and throws him to the ground
No where else to take you, boy, you're already downtown

Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, ya, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality

But the cops can do no wrong
They can kill, they can rape
They can do what they want
But the cops can do no wrong
We've got to fight, take back the night
The cops are just like Hitler's Third Reich
Do what they want

Who do we fear, who do we trust, how do we know?
Who do we fear, who do we trust, how do we know?
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, ya, fuck police, fuck police brutality
Fuck police, fuck police, fuck police brutality