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​the white heat - postcode police lyrics

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[intro]
(such a waste of potential)
it’s sad to see
such a waste of potential
i’m sorry, mate, but drug dealing’s no longer an accepted credential
i don’t think it ever was

[verse 1]
and when he preaches
“f+ck the police”
it only really highlights his victim mentality
because they’re not always out to get you, are they, mate?
he runs these streets
he’s never gracious in defeat
they call him magic because he’s got so many trick up his sleeve
but can you call a machete a trick?
[pre+chorus]
oi you, what’s your postcode?
i think you live near someone i know
and i don’t like him so i don’t like you
i think you know what i’ll have to do
and if you live south of the river
your needs won’t be considered
these streets are where he roams, so
never leave your house alone

[chorus]
pick your poison
round up the boys and
find some trouble out
on the streets
make some noise and
sharpen up your toys ’cause
we’re the postcode police
what’s your postcode, please?

[verse 2]
(not once, but three)
times did he call her name
although i don’t think she appreciates your games
’cause they’ve never met before
and that’s not a name, that’s a slur
he smells his key
and as the clock strikes fourteen
he’s floating around like a pinball machine
so suddenly, but
so subtly, yeah
so subtly
[pre+chorus]
oi you, what’s your postcode?
i think you live near someone i know
and i don’t like him so i don’t like you
i think you know what i’ll have to do
and if you live south of the river
your needs won’t be considered
these streets are where he roams, so
never leave your house alone

[chorus]
pick your poison
round up the boys and
find some trouble out
on the streets
make some noise and
sharpen up your toys ’cause
we’re the postcode police
what’s your postcode, please?
(we’re the postcode police
what’s your postcode, please?)

[guitar solo]

[interlude]
it’s sad to see
such a waste of potential
i’m sorry, mate, but drug dealing’s no longer an accepted credential
i don’t think it ever was
[pre+chorus]
oi you, what’s your postcode?
i think you live near someone i know
and i don’t like him so i don’t like you
i think you know what i’ll have to do
and if you live south of the river
your needs won’t be considered
these streets are where he roams, so
never leave your house alone

[chorus]
pick your poison
round up the boys and
find some trouble out
on the streets
make some noise and
sharpen up your toys ’cause
we’re the postcode police

pick your poison
round up the boys and
find some trouble out
on the streets
make some noise and
sharpen up your toys ’cause
we’re the postcode police
(what’s your postcode, please?)



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