Sing a song of sixpence the Police are out in force, As four and twenty Matrix go kicking in front doors, As criminals of every kind are waken by the sound, They pray to God this time nothing illegal will be found, The Sergeants in the station its the calm before the storm, He knows the most successful raids are carried out at dawn, And for the detainees it seems it's just not looking well, And by the time the sun comes up there's not an empty cell, There's talk of Police brutality but everything's denied, You learn to keep your mouth shut and your head down when inside, And futile are your bail apps cause you won't be granted bail, And by this time tomorrow you'll be on your way to jail, So sing a song of sixpence and if you've been breaking laws, Then four and twenty crimimals go baracade your doors.
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