Ganglord, the police are

Kicking their way into my house

And haunting me, taunting me

Wanting me to break their laws

Ganglord, the police are

Kicking their way into my house

And haunting me, taunting me

Wanting me to break their laws

And I'm turning to you,

Oh, to save me...

And I'm turning to you,

Oh, to save me...

Ganglord, the police are

Grinding me into the ground

The headless pack are back

Small boy jokes and loaded guns

Ganglord, the police are

Grinding me into the ground

The headless pack are back

Small boy jokes and loaded guns

And I'm turning to you, to save me...

And I'm turning to you,

Oh, to save me! Save me...

To save me, save me, to save me!

Gandlord, there's a clock on the wall

Making fun of us all

Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall

And it makes a joke of us all

And I'm turning to you, to save me...

And I'm turning to you, to save me, save me...

To save me, save me, to save me!

Ganglord, remember!

The police can always be bribed...

Ganglord, remember!

The police can always be bribed...

They say 'to protect and to serve'

But what they really want to say is:

"Get back to the ghetto! The ghetto!

Get yourself back to the ghetto!

The ghetto! The ghetto!

Get yourself back to the ghetto!

The ghetto! The ghetto!"