Cops Are Out (Battalion of Saints)

Cops are out, I run and hide They're looking for me, and I don't know why I'm so confused about their plight You're not safe when you're out at night You'll have to die to please all of them The cops will die, there is no choice For taking the law in their own hands Who they don't like they'll arrest The people rise to take their lives Cops are out, I see what they're up to They want to create fear. A police state is clear. They say "oh no, we're here to help" Who are they joking, do they think we're blind? As the club hits you, up side your head [Chorus] Cops will die, die, die! The cops are out