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Mother The Police Mother Words & Music by Andy Summers Well, the telephone is ringing, Is that my mother on the phone? Telephone is ringing Is that my mother on the phone? Fuck Tha Police Dope Fuck tha police comin' straight from the underground A mother fucker got it bad cause i'm loud I'm not a carbon copy so police think they have the authority To kill a minority Fuck that shit cause I ain't Fuck Tha Police (Album Ver.) Dope Fuck tha police comin' straight from the underground A mother fucker got it bad cause i'm loud I'm not a carbon copy so police think they have the authority To kill a minority Fuck that shit cause Jazz Police Leonard Cohen Jazz Police Can you tell me why the bells are ringing? Police Noga Erez And when you turn, I will do the things that you least expect Again and again So screw this game I'm not okay But please don't call the police, I know I did something bad I'm not in peace with myself, Da Vinci Riot Police George Ezra Country boys and city girls Travelling to a foreign world, world Oh, Da Vinci riot police Cold War preacher on your street alone, alone It started when your mother was young, In every song your Neighborhood #2 (Laika) Arcade Fire Our mother shoulda just named you Laika! Come on Alexyou can do it. Come on Alexthere's nothin' to it. If you want somethin' don't ask for nothin if you want nothin' don't ask for somethin'! Born In The 50`s The Police (Sting) We were born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties Born Born in the fifties My mother cried When president Kennedy died She said it was the communists CALL THE POLICE DOMI I’m not scared, call the police ye tell ‘em that I cannot be their friend I’m way too far from what is okay it ain’t goin’ hit so soft come right here get me No bro don’t say that’s okay it’s fine to whatever Synchronicity II The Police Synchronicity II Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of Synchronicity 2 The Police Another suburban family morning Grandmother screaming at the wall We have to shout above the din of our Rice Crispies We can't hear anything at all Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration But G Code Geto Boys And the D.A. is at a nigga every other day I can see it in your face, in the middle of your soul You in question of your manhood homie, keep the Code Chorus: (2x) We don't talk to police, we don't make ROXANNE Police Roxanne you don't have to Put on the red light those days are over You don't have to sell you body to the night Roxanne you don't have to Wear that dress tonight Walk the streets for Walking On The Moon Police Giant steps are what you take walking on the moon I hope my legs don't break walking on the moon we could walk forever walking on the moon we could live together walking on, walking on the moon Police Lil Scrappy Police is you hearin' me You can do yo' J O be witout touchin', touchin' me Ey ey, Mr. Police is you hearin' me You ain't *** witout cha badge get da *** 'round me Ey ey, Mr. Police Stygmate Shape Of My Heart Police 머니 히 윈즈 He doesn't play for respect 히 더즌ㅌ 플레이 포 리스펙트 He deals the cards to find the answer 히 딜즈 더 카즈 투 파인 디 앤써 The sacred geometry of chance 더 세크리드 지오메트리 오브 챈스 The hidden Spirits In The Material World Police There is no political solution to our troubled evolution have no faith in constitution there is no bloody revolution We are spirits in the material world Our so-called leaders speak with words Wrapped Around Your Finger Police You consider me the young apprentice Caught between the Scylla and Charibdes. Hypnotized by you if I should linger Staring at the ring around your finger. Message In A Bottle Police Just a castaway, an island lost at sea, oh Another lonely day, with no one here but me, oh More loneliness than any man could bear Rescue me before I fall into despair, oh I'll send an S.O.S. to the Murder By Numbers Police anybody else you find a bore Because it's murder by numbers one two three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Murder by numbers one two three It's as easy to learn as your ABC Now you can join the Mother Mother The Veronicas Mother mother Can you hear me I'm just calling to say hello How's the weather How's my father Am I lonely heavens no Mother mother Are you listening Just a phone call to ease your mind Life Muder by Number(해석포함) Police Now you can join the ranks of the illustrious In history's great dark hall of fame All our greatest killers were industrious At least the ones that we all know by name But you can reach the top of Police State Dead Prez It is the police department. It is the Army the Navy. It is the prison system the courts and what have you. This is the State it is a repressive organization. Space Police Edguy of yourself Goes the space police Cause you're about to negate their rules They're the space police Your visions caught speeding By free spirits that you recognize by the look Spacetrotting dissident Mother Mother Tracy Bonham Mother mother can you hear me I'm just calling to say hello How's the weather how's my father am I lonely heavens no Mother mother are listening just a phone call to ease your mind Life is perfect Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic Police Every Little Thing She Does Is Magic Though I've tried before to tell her Of the feelings I have for her in my heart Every time that I come near her I just lose my nerve As I've done from the Mr. Police IDK Mister police how are you Just like your clothes you make me blue I looked both ways I cross the street There was no one around How did you see me I take the ticket mister police Mister police how do you Body Police Avant "It was just another day in the cruiser, Trying to keep my neighborhood safe From the crooks and the robbers and the speeders runaway So I caught this pretty big one, I really said she was going too fast Police Truck Nailbomb Tonight's the night that we got the truck We're goin' downtown, gonna beat up drunks Your turn to drive I'll bring the beer It's the late, late shift no one to fear Ride, ride how we ride Ride, low ride