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No action here, pig on his beat
Standing around with tired feet
See a kid whip out the club
Beat his head to a pulp
Nightstick justice No law
Nightstack justice They make it
Nightstick justice No law
Nightstick justice Don't take it
Your phoney justice ain't real law
It's not my problem it's your flaw
If he's serious it's a gun
It's the club just for fun