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Rubber Bullets - 10CC (Creme, Godley, Gouldman)

I went to a party at the local county jail

​All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail

​But the guys were indiscreet

​They were brawling in the street

​At the local dance at the local county jail

​Well the band were playing

​And the booze began to flow

​But the sound came over on the police car radio

​Down at Precinct 49

​Having a tear-gas of a time

​Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the county jail

​Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

​Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

​I love to hear those convicts squeal

​It's a shame these slugs ain't real

​But we can't have dancin' at the local county jail

​Sergeant Baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail

​And for miles around

​You could hear the sirens wail

​There's a rumor goin' round death row

​That a fuse is gonna blow

​At the local hop at the local county jail

​Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do

​Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do

​Sergeant Baker started talkin'

​With a bullhorn in his hand

​He was cool, he was clear

​He was always in command

​He said "Blood will flow;

​Here Padre you talk to your boys..."

​"Trust in me -

​God will come to set you free"

​Well we don't understand

​Why you called in the National Guard

​When Uncle Sam is the one

​Who belongs in the exercise yard

​We all got balls and brains

​But some's got balls and chains

​At the local dance at the local county jail

​Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

​Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

​Is it really such a crime

​For a guy to spend his time

​At the local dance at the local county jail

​At the local dance at the local county jail

​Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do

​Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do