Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song A.C.A.B. , by - The 4-Skins. Song from the album The Good the Bad and the 4 Skins, in the genre ПанкRelease date: 31.05.1982
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
A.C.A.B. |
| Hanging around with my mates one night |
| We got in a little fight |
| Geezer come with a knife in his fist |
| I got cut along with the wrist said |
| All cops are bastards |
| Coppers come up & say what’s the matter with you? |
| Now they see what we can do |
| Next thing I knew I was in a cell |
| All my mates are in there as well |
| All cops are bastards |
| I had a court date to plead my case |
| They had delight at the look in my face |
| They said we’re gonna put you away |
| I said all I had to say |
| All cops are bastards |