WITH PLOD ON THEIR SIDE

Now gather round people, I'm talking to you
About Blunkett's finest, lads and lasses in blue.
If you piss them off, they'll take you for a ride
Because all of the powerful have Plod on their side.

Now if you're an arms dealer, just like BAe,
You won't have to worry about people like me.
You can hold exhibitions and you won't need to hide,
For the dealers of mayhem have Plod on their side.

Jiang, Clinton and Putin, Bush, Sharon and Blair.
We can shout all we like but those bastards won't care.
They're up at the Palace, they're all safely inside,
Because all these mass murderers have Plod on their side.

Now if you're black or Muslim, gay, Irish or red,
In the eyes of the bizzies you'd be better off dead,
And justice won't come for all in cells who have died,
'Cos the racists and bigots have Plod on their side.

If you are a worker, defending your class
Then wait for the Riot Squad to come kicking your ass.
They'll close down your unions, they'll rule and divide,
For the corporate tyrants have Plod on their side.

Now if you get burgled, or mugged in the street,
Don't call for the Bobby who's pounding the beat,
For he's helping a huntsman defend his "right to ride",
'Cos the landowning vermin have Plod on their side.

If you've raped a servant, and made the boy wince,
You've no need to worry if you are a prince.
You can take out injunctions by which all must abide
For the parasite perverts have Plod on their side.

Let's all stand together and work for the Day
When we'll hang them from lamp-posts ; in the breeze they will sway.
And on questions of justice, then we will decide.
Only then will the People have Plod on their side!