Oxymoron Lyrics by Chumbawamba

Oxymoron Lyrics

    Shiny button-down clown suit
    Oxymoron
    Expand the simplest of chores
    Oxymoron
    Mr. Constant consternation
    And his declaration of war
    Makes a fist out of demands
    With his plasticene hands

    Matey makes a big big deal
    Oxymoron
    And Matey makes a big big meal
    Oxymoron
    Boasts of a conscience so big
    It means his uniform won't fit
    Cooking books and punching drunks
    Working for the real crooks

    The good cop
    Oxymoron
    The good cop
    Oxymoron

    I don't believe in the good cop

    At the ticket inspector 's party
    Oxymoron
    Prison guards eye store detectives
    Oxymoron
    All good fighters of crime
    Same repeated chat-up line:
    'Are you well tooled up?
    Come and have a go if you think
    You're hard enough'

    Watch them tighten their straps
    Oxymoron
    Yes sir I switched on the taps
    Oxymoron
    Heads to crack, eyes to black
    Beaurocrats will cover your tracks
    Here's how dictatorships begin:
    Fools obey without thinking

    The good cop
    Oxymoron

    I don't believe in the good cop

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