A. C. A. B.

A. C. A. B.

98 Mute
(album: 98 Mute)

Another restless night here in middle class suburbia.
Everything´s alright nothing ever happens ´round here.
No one ever fights, gunshots I´ve never heard one.
In a town painted so white, the cops are all you´ll fear.
Respect is gone, you´ve lost our trust.
´Cause we know what you´re up to.
Serving and protecting us.
But who the hell´s policing you?
With your cracker jack authority, beating on minorities,
I want to know what makes you think that you´ve got the right.
Haven´t you anything better to do?
I pay my taxes too.
I can´t believe I´m paying you, the system´s fucking screwed.
When you... see me... do you.. think that...
I´ll just... stand by... I won´t... fight back.
Black leather boots, reflective shades.
Silver bands upon your chest.
Broad shouldered walk and stoic face.
Who are you trying to impress?
The uniform don´t bother me.
It´s your attitude I can´t digest.
Second grade school yard bully, inferiority complex,
When you, see me, do you, see what,
I see, do you- see the reflection of a man,
a man that takes more than he gives.
And he´ll never understand that this is how we want to live.
Exerting force because3 he can, governing with an iron fist.
But when your right sticks in my hands, it´s my ass that you´ll kiss.
It´s your ass that I´ll kick.
Another Friday night, the kids are all about to riot.
Nothings ever quiet ´cause we´re all fed up around here.