You wanna rely on all those stereotypes you like?

Yeah well how about this one

A jacked cop covered in tats with a crew cut

Looking for an adrenaline rush

Doesnt wanna be laughed out

Wants to make a name for himself

He wants his presence felt

He's a bully on a power trip

A coward on a footy trip

If it doesn't come to him

He’ll go find it

Hes a polly on a losing streak

A gamer with an audience

And you wonder why the Mum’s are yelling

“All cops are bastards”

It's a big blue hug from the brotherhood

While the black blood runs red

Blokes with the power to hurt and the power to stop people hurting them

An untimely end for the kid that he shot dead

Four months down the track he’ll be working for the force again

The Uluru Statement From the Heart

Another attempt from the oppressed at a new start

But we conquer and conquer again

Until the new start is a big white road, a car park, a cop shop and a fucking Kmart

Gold and soil and wealth for toil

Ya left ya kettle on the boil

A stick in the sand

A badge on the heart

A gun in the hand.

He's a bully on a power trip

A coward on a footy trip

If it doesn't come to him

He’ll go looking for it

He's a polly on a losing streak

A gamer with an audience

And you wonder why the Dad’s are yelling

“All Cops are Dogs”

It's a big blue hug from the brotherhood

While the black blood runs red

Blokes with the power to hurt and the power to stop people hurting them

An untimely grave for the kid he shot dead

Four months down the track he’ll be working for the force again

That’s another one for our Queen,

It’s another one that shouldn’t have been

And I'm not saying the kid was perfect

A traumatised kid with a shortened circuit

But you can't tell me he deserved this

You can't tell me this couldn’t have been avoided

You gotta gungho copper doesnt know what he’s serving

You got a cold hearted killer and he’s still working

He's a bully on a power trip

A coward on a footy trip

If it doesn't come to him

He’ll go find for it

He's a polly on a losing streak

A gamer with an audience

And you wonder why the Kid’s are yelling

“Fuck the Police”

It's a big blue hug from the brotherhood

While the black blood runs red

Blokes with the power to hurt and the power to stop people hurting them

An untimely grave for the kid he shot dead

Four months down the track he’ll be working for the force again

Yeah the force

The force for what?

I must’ve forgot.