Every time you meet, the public,
You get scared and you, start to pa-nic.
-who, got gun? -who got bomb?
Who, got a knife? A-who's... gonna lose their life?
So-called leaders, with deceitful faces,
Cor-ruption, in a high place.
You hands filled with bribes; mouth pours out lies, yea.
Cause of all op-pression now, running for pro-tection.
Bodyguard; I wouldn't like your job,
(Snakes in the grass), say they know not God.
Poly-tricksters, drinking human blood,
(A concrete heart), can hold no love.
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard.
Bullet-proof vest strapped to your chest,
Under your collar is getting hot.
Hey, hey, no feel no way,
Watch it all you presidents, boo!
Heads of government, boo!
Mash down parliaments, boo!
(A who's gonna lose their life?)
All that fretting, all that checking.
(Gonna lose their life?)
All that searching, for assassin, hey!
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