I was walking down the road with some friends of mine
Nothing to do, it's half past one
Been stopped by coppers for no reason
Take us to road, and took me to station
Lock us up, they have the right
They kicked our head, we can't even fight
Give us food that ain't good to eat
And treat us like a bunch of pigs
A.C.A.B.
Bastards!
All Coppers are Bastards!
