Dirty Davey`s down the front And he`s met the coppers there T hey`ll be taking you in cos they hate your skin And you`re dragged away by the hair
It`s a kick in the head and a prison bed And you tell me it`s the law
Well Davey`s out on two weeks bail And he`s down the town to score When it all falls in and he`s pinned by the chin And they`ve busted every floor
Davey`s down the old grey squat And he`s lying with his lass When there`s a brick through the pane And he`s out on the lane With the bailiffs and the glass
The court comes up on a monday morning And Davey`s in the dock He can`t stop his tears When he gets two years And he can`t turn back the clock
Well Davey`s had it up to here ... Banging his head on the wall So he`s tied his pants to the prison bars ... A nd he`s hung till he`s clear of it all
There`s a law for the rich And a law for the poor And a law for Dirty Davey His body`s gone but his soul lives on Here`s to you Dirty Davey
Corrupt, corrupt from the bottom to the top And you tell me it`s the law
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