Testo:
I got the right to put a brick to your head
And I got the right to shoot you dead
If chaos is the law of the land
Then I'm gonna take the law in my hands
While criminals control the streets
We've got to fight to take it back
The police are not the enemy
But the law ties their hands, they're just in the way
Have no faith in your fellow man
Just keep faith with a knife in your hand
Use all your anger and all your hate
Take back the streets before it's too late
The only way to see justice done
Is to mete it out through the end of a gun
The only way to clean up this city
Is to kill them all and show no pity
Take back the streets, take back the night
Make them pay to make things right
For every crime that they commit
Take their fucking lives for it
Strike them back blow for blow
Make them suffer woe for woe
Take back the streets, take back the night
They must die to make things right
And I got the right to shoot you dead
If chaos is the law of the land
Then I'm gonna take the law in my hands
While criminals control the streets
We've got to fight to take it back
The police are not the enemy
But the law ties their hands, they're just in the way
Have no faith in your fellow man
Just keep faith with a knife in your hand
Use all your anger and all your hate
Take back the streets before it's too late
The only way to see justice done
Is to mete it out through the end of a gun
The only way to clean up this city
Is to kill them all and show no pity
Take back the streets, take back the night
Make them pay to make things right
For every crime that they commit
Take their fucking lives for it
Strike them back blow for blow
Make them suffer woe for woe
Take back the streets, take back the night
They must die to make things right
