The Echo Police shoot twice and ask you Zero Zero questions.
Shady sessions in the backroom... Double spotlight, they whistle tunes.
They hole you up, a hollow wall... They hear you call.
The needle's in the red. The print-out scribbles overload! (in code).
No-one shows an ounce of mercy; no-one turns a hair.
You scream, you shout and they shout back.
Exact, in tune.... no room for argument.
The Echo Police just don't know how.