When I was growing up
My mother told me to beware
Of sticking my head
Into the lion's lair
It was filled with thugs and drugs
A world of vice
If I wanted something
I had to be nice
The police and courts were there
To protect us from our sins
To teach us what's right and wrong
Teach us to be human
The police did their jobs
Did as they were told
It went on like this
Until the police were sold
One was not enough there had to be more
Westec, Bel-Air patrol for a world of fear
RTDPD and Wells Fargo security
Our country's becoming a police state
Someone had a bright idea
To hire out private guards
Give them guns and
A wannabe police car
Drive up and down our streets
Make us feel real safe
But can't you see
There's going to be a cop at every door
One was not enough there had to be more
Westec, Bel-Air patrol for a world of fear
RTDPD and Wells Fargo security
Our country's becoming a police state