Cops Of The World Lyrics - Phil Ochs

Come, get out of the way, boys 

Quick, get out of the way 

You'd better watch what you say, boys 

Better watch what you say 

We've rammed in your harbor and tied to your port 

And our pistols are hungry and our tempers are short 

So bring your daughters around to the port 

'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world 

We pick and choose as please, boys 

Pick and choose as please 

You'd best get down on your knees, boys 

Best get down on your knees 

We're hairy and horny and ready to shack 

And we don't care if you're yellow or black 

Just take off your clothes and lie down on your back 

'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world 

Our boots are needing a shine, boys 

Boots are needing a shine 

But our Coca-Cola is fine, boys 

Coca-Cola is fine 

We've got to protect all our citizens fair 

So we'll send a battalion for everyone there 

And maybe we'll leave in a couple of years 

'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world 

And dump the reds in a pile, boys 

Dump the reds in a pile 

You'd better wipe of that smile, boys 

Better wipe off that smile 

We'll spit through the streets of the cities we wreck 

And we'll find you a leader that you can't elect 

Those treaties we signed were a pain in the neck 

'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world 

And clean the johns with a rag, boys 

Clean the johns with a rag 

If you like you can use your flag, boys 

If you like you can use your flag 

We've got too much money we're looking for toys 

And guns will be guns and boys will be boys 

But we'll gladly pay for all we destroy 

'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world 

Please stay off of the grass, boys 

Please stay off of the grass 

Here's a kick in the ass, boys 

Here's a kick in the ass 

We'll smash down your doors, we don't bother to knock 

We've done it before, so why all the shock? 

We're the biggest and toughest kids on the block 

And we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world 

And when we butchered your son, boys 

When we butchered your son 

Have a stick of our gum, boys 

Have a stick of our bubble-gum 

We own half the world, oh, say can you see 

The name for our profits is democracy 

So, like it or not, you will have to be free 

'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys 

We're the cops of the world