Cops Of The World - Phil Ochs

[kliljedahl]

Brings back memories, relevant now.



Come, get out of the way, boys

Quick, get out of the way

You'd better watch what you say, boys

Better watch what you say

We've rammed in your harbor and tied to your port

And our pistols are hungry and our tempers are short

So bring your daughters around to the fort

'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World



We pick and choose as please, boys

Pick and choose as please

You'd best get down on your knees, boys

Best get down on your knees

We're hairy and horny and ready to shack

And we don't care if you're yellow or black

Just take off your clothes and lay down on your back

'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World



Our boots are needing a shine, boys

Boots are needing a shine

But our Coca-Cola is fine, boys

Coca-Cola is fine

We've got to protect all our citizens fair

So we'll send a battalion for everyone there

And maybe we'll leave in a couple of years

'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World



And dump the Reds in a pile, boys

Dump the Reds in a pile

You'd better wipe off that smile, boys

Better wipe off that smile

We'll spit through the streets of the cities we wreck

And we'll find you a leader that you can't elect

Those treaties we signed were a pain in the neck

'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World



And clean the johns with a rag, boys

Clean the johns with a rag

If you like you can use your flag, boys

If you like you can use your flag

We've got too much money we're looking for toys

And guns will be guns and boys will be boys

But we'll gladly pay for all we destroy

'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World



Please stay off of the grass, boys

Please stay off of the grass

Here's a kick in the ass, boys

Here's a kick in the ass

We'll smash down your doors, we don't bother to knock

We've done it before, so why all the shock

We're the biggest and the toughest kids on the block

And we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World



And when we butchered your sons, boys

When we butchered your sons

Have a stick of our gum, boys

Have a stick of our bubble gum

We own half the world, oh say can you see

And the name for our profits is democracy

So, like it or not, you will have to be free

'Cause we're the Cops of the World, boys

We're the Cops of the World

Artist/Composer: Phil Ochs (1940-1976)




Keith’s Barbeque Central

[likesmountains 52]

1. Oh yea, I remember this one from Viet Nam...Ochs wrote some awesome

songs...

[OldLeftieLawyer]

2. Phil Ochs - gone too soon .......

Remember this one?

Oh I marched to the battle of New Orleans
At the end of the early British war
The young land started growing
The young blood started flowing
But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I've killed my share of Indians
In a thousand different fights
I was there at the Little Big Horn
I heard many men lying I saw many more dying
But I ain't marchin' anymore

chorus)

It's always the old to lead us to the war
It's always the young to fall
Now look at all we've won with the saber and the gun
Tell me is it worth it all

For I stole California from the Mexican land
Fought in the bloody Civil War
Yes I even killed my brothers
And so many others But I ain't marchin' anymore

For I marched to the battles of the German trench
In a war that was bound to end all wars
Oh I must have killed a million men
And now they want me back again
But I ain't marchin' anymore

[kliljedahl]

3. Yeah I do

Dates me big time, doesn't it?



Keith’s Barbeque Central

[OldLeftieLawyer]

4. I could tell you that my Mom told me about it,

but I remember too fondly singing it with hundreds of others at protests in Boston and Yellow Springs and San Francisco.

We simply improve with age, my friend............