Dirty Davey's down the front He's met the coppers there They'll take you in 'cause they hate your skin And you're dragged away by the hair It's a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it's the law Well Davey's out on two weeks bail And he's down the town to score When it all falls in and he's pinned by the chin And they've busted every floor It's a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it's the law Davey's down the old gray squat And he's lying with his lass Brick through the pane and he's out on the lane With the bailiffs and the glass It's a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it's the law The court comes up on a Monday morning And Davey's in the dock He can't stop his tears when he gets two years And he can't turn back the clock It's a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it's the law Well Davey's had it up to here Banging his head on the wall So he's tied his pants to the prison bars And he's hung till he's clear of it all It's a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it's the law There's a law for the rich and a law for the poor And a law for Dirty Davey His body's gone but his soul lives on Here's to you Dirty Davey It's a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it's the law Corrupt, corrupt from the bottom to the top And you tell me it's the law Corrupt, corrupt from the bottom to the top And you tell me it's the law Corrupt, corrupt from the bottom to the top And you tell me it's the law Corrupt, corrupt from the bottom to the top And you tell me it's the law © RYKOMUSIC, LTD.; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com