1824 Overture - Conflict

Standing around in Oxford Street waiting for the bus

When a copper stands beside me and says I’m nicked for sus

«What the fuck you on about, I’m only standing here?»

Then he hits me round the head and I start to shake with fear

You’re nicked

So don’t stand around in a crowded place

And if you do, don’t have a smile across your face

Because if there is a copper wants to act right thick

Then he’ll come along and pull you in and lock you in the nick

You’re nicked

Never let a copper search you in the street

Because there’re things they’ll plant on you to make themselves look neat

Anything from car keys to a drug that can’t be used

They’ll drag you to the cells 'cause they’ve got fuck all else to do

You’re nicked (you're next)

Standing in the court room denying every word

The boy in blue is lying and the verdict is observed

How can they find me guilty when I haven’t done a thing?

But the judge is so one sided that the copper’s smiling

YOU’RE NICKED (WHO'S NEXT?)