Ne-nah, ne-nah, cops are after me
Ne-nah, ne-nah, cops are after me
Ne-nah, ne-nah, cops are after me
Here they come

You go to a pub a public place
They call you a sod you get in a fight
They draw their guns and they fuck you up
Then they put you away for life

I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
Ne-nah, ne-nah
I hate cop cars

Downtown they want you to listen
Get moved on when you make phone calls
They don't care if their wrong or right
They don't care if your sods or cunts

I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
Ne-nah, ne-nah
I hate cop cars

Let's hear ya!
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars!

You go to a pub a public place
They call you a sod you get in a fight
They draw their guns and they fuck you up
Then they put you away for life

I hate cop cars
I hate cop cars
Ne-nah, ne-nah
I hate cop cars

Composição: Gary McCormack / Glen Campbell / John Duncan