They'll use you too (they'll use you too)
They'll lie to you (they'll lie to you)
They'll steal from you (they'll steal from you)
They'll sell you too (they'll sell you too)
And there will be no apologies
In their shiny black uniforms
And their big black boots
With their shiny black batons
And their sleek black cars
With their fingers on the trigger
With their fingers on the trigger
With their fingers on the trigger
And there will be no marches
There will be no impurity
And no more horses, no horses
There'll be no horses, no more motorcades
There's a sky full of tears
There's a sky full of tears
There's a sky full of tears
I've been awake all night (been awake all night)
And the sun don't shine (and the sun don't shine)
And the night's so long (and the night's so long)
And the moon is in shock (and the moon is in shock)
And all the lovers turn cops
And all the lovers turn cops
Oh, all the lovers turn cops
And no more horses, no horses
There'll be no horses, no more motorcades
No more horses, no horses
There'll be no horses, no more motorcades
There's nothing to grieve
There's nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
WRITERS
Bryan David Vig, Douglas Elwin Erickson, Shirley Ann Manson, Steve W Marker