June
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I deal with police brutality
Down the streets and on the beach
Killing the good times
They're there, they're every fucking where
Killing the good times
Laws are meant to be broken
Oh no, here they come again
To put this to an end
I can't remember when,
We had freedom in our hands
You turn me into a sinner
'Cause you're the maker
Here comes the justice
Here comes the law
There's too much confusion, I don't understand
There are too many uniforms, I wanna waste
My anger, my misery
They shall taste
Pigs on the wing
Don't know how to sing
They bring their guns and kill the fun
Let me have a good time
Police brutality
Just leave me be
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