Shiny button-down clown suit   Oxymoron   (Repeat)   Fucked up the simplest of chores   Mister constant consternation   And his declaration of war   Makes a fist out of demands   With his plasticene hands   Matey makes a big, big deal   And matey makes a big big meal   Boasts of a conscience so big   It means his uniform won't fit   Cooking books and punching drunks   Working for the real crooks   The good cop   Oxymoron   (Repeat)   I don't believe in the good cop   I don't believe in the good cop   I don't believe   At the ticket inspector's party   Prison guards eye store detectives   All good fighters of crime   Same repeated chat-up line   Are you well tooled up   Come and have a go if you think   You're hard enough   Watch them tighten their straps   Yes sir I switched on the taps   Heads to crack, eyes to black   Bureaucrats will cover your tracks   Here's how your dictatorships begin   Fools obey without thinking   The good cop   Oxymoron   (Repeat)   I don't believe in the good cop   I don't believe in the good cop   I don't believe   (Repeat)