| If you’re in Andytown or the Creggan | 
| Oh, we’ll greet you with «Tiocfaidh ár lá» | 
| Oh, we’re nice and polite by and by night | 
| We’ll answer to 'Níl' agus 'Tá' | 
| Don’t mind the machine guns and pistols | 
| We wear them now only for show | 
| And if they’re ever used the orangemen we’ll abuse | 
| And we’ll teach them old bigots some law | 
| We are the impartial police force | 
| The guardians of Ulster are we | 
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs | 
| We’re known as reformed RUC | 
| Now some of you fenians may wonder | 
| Why the sudden conversion we had | 
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky | 
| We were all drove impartially mad | 
| Now, come all of you born-again Christians | 
| Oh, you better not give any jaw | 
| For we don’t give a hoot, the plastic we shoot | 
| You’ll feel the long arm of the law | 
| And all you Sinn Féiners and counsels | 
| Oh, you’ll get a fair craic from the one | 
| Don’t take any crap from those UDR chaps | 
| We’ll teach them what’s right and what’s wrong | 
| We are the impartial police force | 
| The guardians of Ulster are we | 
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs | 
| We’re known as reformed RUC | 
| Now some of you fenians may wonder | 
| What a sudden conversion we had | 
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky | 
| We were all drove impartially mad | 
| There are some of our members now walking | 
| The roads and South Country Armagh | 
| And sure, up in the glens we’re all making friends | 
| On the tricolour now, there’s no bar | 
| Now some go unconscious for hours | 
| And then they go into a daze | 
| Well, they walk to the Maze and they open the cage | 
| And release all the prisoners of war | 
| We are the impartial police force | 
| The guardians of Ulster are we | 
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs | 
| We’re known as reformed RUC | 
| Now some of you fenians may wonder | 
| What a sudden conversion we had | 
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky | 
| We were all drove impartially mad | 
| Now, we’ve lots of friends down in Dublin | 
| No pals of the loyalists are we | 
| Oh, never again will we shoot fenian men | 
| With papists we’ll sit down to tea | 
| We’re just like the Gardáí in Dublin | 
| Or the coppers in New York, you see | 
| Oh, we’re Herman’s brigade and we’re all well-behaved | 
| The impartial police force are we | 
| We are the impartial police force | 
| The guardians of Ulster are we | 
| We’ll protect you Sinn Féiners, you fenians and taigs | 
| We’re known as reformed RUC | 
| Now some of you fenians may wonder | 
| What a sudden conversion we had | 
| On the twelfth of July, a big flash in the sky | 
| We were all drove impartially mad |