[Dead Kennedys cover written by Biafra/Ray] 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 to one to fear And ride, ride how we ride We ride, lowride It's roundup time where the good who*es 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 a** Let's beat you blue 'til you sh** in your pants Don't move, child gotta big black stick There's six of us, babe so s** on my dick And ride, ride how we ride Let's ride, lowride The left newspapers migth whine a bit But the guys at the station they don't give a sh** 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