If there's anyone there has a moment to spare
And can give undivided attention
I'd be grateful if you'd give a minute or two
And consider some points I would mention.
There are slanderous tongues always ready to wrong
And murder the fine reputation
Of the lads with big feet, who by pounding the beat
Are protecting the peace of the nation.
There are short-sighted folks who insist that these blokes
Are just uniformed masters of thuggery
There could be no disputing, if they didn't put the boot in
The country would all go to buggery.
So try and keep calm when they're twisting your arm
Or planting a fist in your gob
When they're giving you hell in a cold prison cell
They're only just doing their job.
When Hitler and Co were running the show
Assisted by Germany's coppers
If a nose was too big or a mind was too active
It's owner was sure of the chopper.
Socialists, communists, Jews and Trades Unionists
Landed up dead or in quod
And the police were in there, of course, doing their share
Oh, but they were just doing their job.
Il Duce the bully, and Franco his collie
Both loaded their countries with chains
And in the front ranks of these two mountebanks
The police of both Italy and Spain.
In South Africa, El Salvador, Guatemala
Where they call working people "The Mob"
The screams and the yells from the government cells
Show the police are just doing their job.
If you're black or just brown, if you're jobless and down
If you speak for a world which is saner
If you stand up and fight for what's yours by right
If you're an anti-nuclear campaigner
Remember the chap in the comical hat
Is one of humanity's crosses
Wherever there's trouble, whatever the struggle
He'll be on the side of the bosses.