| So up rolls a riot van,
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| And sparks excitement in the boys,
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| But the policemen look annoyed.
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| Perhaps these are ones they should avoid.
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| Got a chase last night.
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| From men with truncheons dressed in hats.
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| We didn't do that much wrong
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| Still ran away though for the laugh
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| Just for the laugh...
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| And please just stop talking
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| Cause they won't find us if you do
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| Oh those silly boys in blue
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| Well they won't catch me and you
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| "Have you been drinking, son
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| You don't look old enough to me".
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| "I'm sorry, officer,
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| Is there a certain age you're supposed to be.
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| Cause nobody told me".
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| And up rolls the riot van
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| And these lads just wind the coppers up
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| They ask why they don't catch proper crooks
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| They get their address and their names took
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| But they couldn't care less
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| Got thrown in a riot van,
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| And all the coppers kicked him in,
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| And there was no way he could win,
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| Just had to take it on the chin. |