(Peggy Seeger) I think our police are wonderful, wonderful, wonderful
So join us in the chorus
We don't have to pay 'em to stay away
The government does it for us
Shall we go down to Barclay's Bank, the Midland or Nat West
Got no need to make any plans or decide which one is best
Plenty of time to hold 'em up and scarper to Argentina
No longer are the law around since the women went to Greenham
You can stand on the corner any day without a fear or worry
And advertise your merchandise that fell out of a lorry
The boys in blue won't bother you, they're all down in Brixton
Taking up all the black boys there and taking 'em in to fix 'em
Pickpockets, hit men, gangsters, these biederman racketeers
Forgers, murderers, hooligans, thugs for Thatcher give a cheer
No coppers creeping round our paths to spoil our concentration
They're bashing 'em in Trafalgar Square at a nuclear demonstration
He got away in the get-away car after he made the haul
But driving up the motorway they got him after all
They flagged him down and searched his car and him and his attire
They thought he was a miner going to picket in Nottinghamshire
I'm going to leave the underworld and join the constabulary
There's lots of lads, plenty of kicks and the perks are extraordinary
My mates have been in the Force for years so I'll be with my friends
Who're like the long arm of the law with its boot at the other end