Dead Cops/Americas So Straight
MDC
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!

Down on the street
Giving poor the heat
With their clubs and guns
They do it all for fun

Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!

Big, bad, and blue
They're in the Klan too
Brutality is their sport
Let's put 'em to the torch

Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Rebel, rebel on the street
Makeup on my face
Stockings on my feet
All the straights asking me
"Why are you not a normal American guy?"

What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?

Call this the land of the free
Say it's the home of the brave
You know they call me a queen
Just another human being

What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
Your authority and your power
Has turned us sick and sour
And your justice is a lie
And we're gonna fight until you die

What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes them so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?
What makes America so straight
And me so bent?

Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!

Whatcha gonna do?
The Mafia in blue
Huntin' for queers
Niggers and you

Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Time for a switch
Army of the rich
Macho fucking slaves
We'll piss on your graves

Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Dead cops!
Write the lyrics for a rock song made in 1982, titled "Dead Cops/Americas So Straight", by artist "MDC".