Root - I Fought The Groove Police lyrics

I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police And The Groove Police Won Like the early 70's oz rockers Those digital mothers sons Like our movie making mavericks The kings of oz-plotation Like women over forty Trying to stay on television Soon it's gonna be my turn To take my medicine I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police And The Groove Police Won Yeah I I Fought The Groove Police Just being around Just by being a certain age, By having a certain sound Wearing a certain tie Before certain ties came back For those about to rock When everyone is back in black You never meet the Groove Police They dont come round to yours To sneer at your prog records Whilst championing Sigur Ros They dont critique your curtains Or deconstruct your decor Their life's a private party Your name's not on the door They k** you by inaction Embargo your supply They wash their Pontius Pilate hands As you hang out to dry Your dream drops like the disappeared From a chopper into the blue And you become a footnote In a concrete shoe I know I'm in your gun sights I'm odds on to lose I copuld have Ghandi's insights British India's what you'll choose I Fought The Groove Police And this is my last request k** me off humanely Not silent lingering d**h If it t'were done When t'is done Then t'were well it were done quickly Send your wicked messenger Like Stalin did to Trotsky I'll leave him a key He can talk to me As he comes in with his ice pick "DC, The Groove Police sent me...this won't hurt a bit." Look me in the eye Look me in the eye I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police I Fought The Groove Police...