Why

Your prospect of living gone,
You ran the light at dawn,
Protectors on your back,
Lights are on their track,

You must now face authority,
You're nothing like me,
You must now face authority,
You're nothing like me.

Put your hands up, get out of the car,
Put your hands up, get out of the car,
Put your hands up, get out of the car,
Fuck you pig,

[..]

Put your hands up, get out of the car,
Put your hands up, get out of the car,
Put your hands up, get out of the car,
Fuck you pig,

Seven a.m. morning, came to take us away,
Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads,
Seven a.m. morning, came to take us away,
Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads.

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh