[spoken]
"We have the right to break the silence.
Anything we play can and will be used against you in a court of rock."
Horrors have a smell and they tell us it's the scene of a crime
Casings on the floor, there's a perp who's gonna do some time
We can hear the evidence that echoes in the air
Using choke holds, bruising nerves
Morons get what they deserve
Slash and burn prtect and serve
Justice in eather uniform
We prosecute transgression
Crashing through windows, breaking doors
We practice devastation law
We are the Rock Police
Elite of Rock and Roll's finest
We are the Rock Police
Marshals out on patrol
We are the Rock Police
Elite of Rock and Roll's finest
We are the Rock Police
The force keeping control
We are the Rock
Get you on the ground then rub your face in the dirt
Meet Mister Nightstick, he'll crack your skull, it might hurt
We're the judge, we're the jury, we're the executioners
The prime suspect will get the chair
Voltage maxed out, skin shaved bare
Inhaling his own burning hair
sobota, 24 marca 2012
LORDI - The Rock Police
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