"Police Truck" by Dead Kennedys

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 
And ride, ride how we ride
We ride, lowride 

It's roundup time where the good whores meet
Gonna drag one screaming off the street 

And ride, ride how we ride 

Got a black uniform and a silver badge
Playin' cops for real/playin' cops for pay 

Let's ride, lowride 

Pull down your dress here's a kick in the ass
Let's beat you blue 'til you shit in your pants
Don't move, child got a big black stick
There's six of us babe, so suck on my dick 

And ride, ride how we ride
Let's ride, lowride 

The left newspapers might whine a bit
But the guys at the station they don't give a shit
Dispatch calls "Are you doin' something wicked?"
"No siree, Jack, we're just givin' tickets" 

As we ride, ride, how we ride
Let's ride, lowride