Lyrics Bastard Coppers - The Filaments

Bastard Coppers

Bastard coppers on the street, walking around on the beat
Pissing us off, laying down the law, we’ll show them when they hit the floor
Jumped up pricks with cs gas, swinging truncheons in their mass
They are there to bring us down.
we’ll riot, make them look like clowns!
Bastard coppers
Stopped in the street for being a punk.
they raid your wallet and smoke your
skunk
Bent as a nine bob as can be, i don’t like them, they don’t like me
Water cannons, tear gas, bombs.
shutting down the protest songs
The upper class think they’re great.
fuck the pigs, we’ll never be mates
Bastard coppers
Fuck the pigs!
Bastard coppers
Bastard coppers on the street, walking around on the beat
Pissing us off, laying down the law, we’ll show them when they hit the floor
Jumped up pricks with cs gas, swinging truncheons in their mass
They are there to bring us down.
we’ll riot, make them look like clowns!
Bastard coppers