[Verse 1] Come, get out of the way, boys Quick, get out of the way You'd better watch what you say, boys Better watch what you say We've rammed in your harbor and tied to your port And our pistols are hungry and our tempers are short So bring your daughters around to the fort 'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world [Verse 2] We pick and choose as we please, boys Pick and choose as we please You'd best get down on your knees, boys Best get down on your knees We're hairy and horny and ready to shack And we don't care if you're yellow or black Just take off your clothes and lay down on your back 'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world [Verse 3] Our boots are needing a shine, boys Boots are needing a shine But our Coca-Cola is fine, boys Coca-Cola is fine We've got to protect all our citizens fair So we'll send a battalion for everyone there And maybe we'll leave in a couple of years 'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world [Verse 4] And dump the Reds in a pile, boys Dump the Reds in a pile You'd better wipe off that smile, boys Better wipe off that smile We'll spit through the streets of the cities we wreck And we'll find you a leader that you can elect Those treaties we signed were a pain in the neck 'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world [Verse 5] And clean the johns with a rag, boys Clean the johns with a rag If you like you can use your flag, boys If you like you can use your flag We've got too much money, we're looking for toys And guns will be guns and boys will be boys But we'll gladly pay for all we destroy 'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world [Verse 6] Please stay off of the grass, boys Please stay off of the grass Here's a kick in the ass, boys Here's a kick in the ass We'll smash down your doors, we don't bother to knock We've done it before, so why all the shock? We're the biggest and the toughest kids on the block And we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world [Verse 7] And when we butchered your sons, boys When we butchered your sons Have a stick of our gum, boys Have a stick of our bubblegum We own half the world, oh say can you see? And the name for our profits is democracy So like it or not, you will have to be free 'Cause we're the cops of the world, boys We're the cops of the world