Well it's Friday night
And he's pull'em over left and right
He sorta looks like Darth Vader
With his gun and his radar
And his flashin' blue lights
He drives a government squad car
Full of all kinds of hardware
To handle the angry mob
And with his badge on his shoulder
And his gun in his holster
He'll tell ya he's just doin' his job
Watch out for Martial Law
When he's out there watchin' after you
If he's a tool of the Bankster
He's a badge wearin' Gangster
An agent straight from Interpol
Watch out for Martial Law
He's there to prove who owns the muscle and might
And he just might pull you over
To the side of the shoulder
'Cause he cannot see your license plate light
Because he cannot see your license plate light
Ain't it a frightening feeling
When you're behind the wheel
And you see him there?
Or when you're roundin' the corner
And he's right there behind you
In your rear view mirror
Is he a foe or a friend or this public defender
We see on our TV screen?
Or just some maniac with power
Gainin' strength every hour
A threat to the American dream
Watch out for Martial Law
When he's out there watchin' after you
If he's a tool of the Bankster
He's a badge wearin Gangster
Collector of the revenue
Watch out for Martial Law
And if he's tailin' you ya better not run
Just read the news in the papers
Coverin' some of his capers
He's dangerous when he's aimin' that gun
That boy is dangerous when he's aimim' that gun
There was a time when it seemed
Like he was part of the dream
When we could count on him
But now he's sold his allegiance
To those socialist schemers
And their every whim
Now I've got nothin' against him
If he's out defendin'
My Country my Bill of Rights
But if he's out there abusin'
All those powers he's usin'
Then maybe we should turn off his lights!
Watch out for Martial Law
When he's out there watchin' after you
If he's a tool of the Bankster
He's a badge wearin' Gangster
An agent straight from Interpol
Watch out for Martial Law
He's there to prove who owns the muscle and might
And he just might pull you over
To the side of the shoulder
'Cause he cannot see your license plate light
Watch out for Martial Law
And if he's tailin' you you better not run
Just read the news in the papers
Coverin' some of his capers
He's dangerous when he's wavin' that gun
I said you better be wary if he's had a bad hair day…
Because he's dangerous when he's aimin that gun
He can be dangerous when he's aimin’ that gun
That boy is dangerous when he's aimin’ that gun
From my friend, the late Carl Klang…Released in about 1995 C.L.
Thanks for posting - hadn't heard that little diddy. Here's an ole' classic - I think a Bob Dylan original tune sung here by Eric Clapton in 2010 - "I Shot The Sheriff" https://youtu.be/APWhx97QvxE
As for Martial Law - it's already here - very soon the commie Marxists will be begging for it - all part of their orchestration of their violent revolution - too bad more people can't see it... don't contract with state protection services - cops don't become psychopaths, but psychopaths do become cops.
We are, have been, under martial law since Trump authorized Operation Warp Speed, a military operation under the guidance of the Department of Health & Human Services (Dept. of Genocide). Basically, we are no longer under the Constitution.