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