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.....is a song by Scotland's finest punk band, The Exploited
'finest' which 'stupidest
because i always end up changing my walk and looking dodgy. i dunt know why.
a cop car drives past, i just pretend to hide.
anyone else do this?
I always happen to pass two 'bobbys on the beat', which never fails to make you more paranoid. I just try to look normal i.e. don't look at them, but don't NOT look at them.
but you try catching their ear when they're speeding by at 90mph
mainly becuase i am often lost and also as they look quite bored most of the time and like to be thought of as useful.
we also get a lot of community support officers round my road who I smile at, then point them at the kids setting fire to the pavement. ahhh.
always remind me of the cheap version of police - a bit like those sort of badly moulded stars figures you could get of the markets in the 80s and were called 'Galaxy Empire' or something - like cheap action men not made by Palitoy' - sorry Simon Pegg just possessed me there for a GRANGE HILL WAS GREAT, WASN'T IT?! moment
I was getting excited about the past as a commodity a tad too much
Sirens wail and lights start to dance
I try to act normal but i'm shittin' my pants
Walking faster, look over my shoulder
It's calming down now, the trails getting colder
Turn a corner, I'm in for a shock
I stared at a copper and now our eyes lock
Time stands still, fuck me does he know
About the pills, the acid, the speed and the blow
Stuffed in my pockets, my hat and my shoes
Should have got a taxi but i can't stand the queues
He looks away, breathe a sigh of relief
Situations like this are nothing but grief
The police are over there
I tried to hide my vacant stare