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The beer is flowing and we're having a real good time
The music's pumping and we're feeling fine
But who's that walking through the door?
It's P.C.-P.C. 1984

Punk Police, Punk Police
It's oh no
The Punk Police, Punk Police, Punk Police
Mind your P's and Q's and what you eat

You drink my beer and then you slag me down
But we don't share no common ground
Your bullshit theories I've heard before
I don't subscribe to your punk rock law

I can't sell out 'cause I was never in
Of your right on, political thing
Just more restrictions and yet more rules
P.C. Hitlers and brainless fools

I'm a cliché, you're a wanke
I'm a loser, no fucking pop star
You're a scrounger, you must admit
You're a liar and you're full of shit
The beer is flowing and we're having a real good time   The music's pumping and we're feeling fine   But who's that walking through the door?    It's P.C.-P.C. 1984       Punk Police, Punk Police   It's oh no   The Punk Police, Punk Police, Punk Police   Mind your P's and Q's and what you eat       You drink my beer and then you slag me down   But we don't share no common ground   Your bullshit theories I've heard before   I don't subscribe to your punk rock law      I can't sell out 'cause I was never in   Of your right on, political thing   Just more restrictions and yet more rules   P.C. Hitlers and brainless fools      I'm a cliché, you're a wanke   I'm a loser, no fucking pop star   You're a scrounger, you must admit   You're a liar and you're full of shit