Ganglord
Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me
Taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws
Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me
Taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws
And I'm turning to you
To save me
And I'm turning to you
To save me
Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack
Are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns
Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack
Are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns
And I'm turning to you
To save me
And I'm turning to you
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, to save me
Save me, oh
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me
Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall
Making fun of us all
Ganglord, the clock on the wall
Makes a joke of us all
And I'm turning to you
To save me
And I'm turning to you
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me
Save me, oh
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me
Ganglord, remember
The police can always be bribed
Ganglord, remember
The police can always be bribed
They say, "To protect and to serve"
But what they really need to say is
Get back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me
Taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws
Ganglord, the police are
Kicking their way into my house
And haunting me
Taunting me
Wanting me to break their laws
And I'm turning to you
To save me
And I'm turning to you
To save me
Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack
Are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns
Ganglord, the police are
Grinding me into the ground
The headless pack
Are back
Small boy jokes and loaded guns
And I'm turning to you
To save me
And I'm turning to you
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, to save me
Save me, oh
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me
Ganglord, there's a clock on the wall
Making fun of us all
Ganglord, the clock on the wall
Makes a joke of us all
And I'm turning to you
To save me
And I'm turning to you
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me
Save me, oh
To save me, save me, save me
Save me, save me, to save me
Ganglord, remember
The police can always be bribed
Ganglord, remember
The police can always be bribed
They say, "To protect and to serve"
But what they really need to say is
Get back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto
The ghetto
Get yourself back to the ghetto
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Patrick Morrissey, Alain Gordon Whyte
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