Shiny button-down clown suit
   Oxymoron
   (Repeat)
   Fucked up the simplest of chores
   Mister constant consternation
   And his declaration of war
   Makes a fist out of demands
   With his plasticene hands
   Matey makes a big, big deal
   And matey makes a big big meal
   Boasts of a conscience so big
   It means his uniform won't fit
   Cooking books and punching drunks
   Working for the real crooks
   The good cop
   Oxymoron
   (Repeat)
   I don't believe in the good cop
   I don't believe in the good cop
   I don't believe
   At the ticket inspector's party
   Prison guards eye store detectives
   All good fighters of crime
   Same repeated chat-up line
   Are you well tooled up
   Come and have a go if you think
   You're hard enough
   Watch them tighten their straps
   Yes sir I switched on the taps
   Heads to crack, eyes to black
   Bureaucrats will cover your tracks
   Here's how your dictatorships begin
   Fools obey without thinking
   The good cop
   Oxymoron
   (Repeat)
   I don't believe in the good cop
   I don't believe in the good cop
   I don't believe
   (Repeat)