Blue suits, blue suits
Treading on a windpipe in your rubber boots
Blue suits, some mother's son
God casts a blind eye on what you have done
Government enforcer in a faceless mask
Don't eyeball me sonny I don't want to have to ask, twice
Blue suits, all for one
Jerusalem to Hebron down the barrel of a gun
Blue suits, the face of death
A bullet in the stomach and the rasp of your last breath
Counting your teeth upon the asphalt grey
The right to remain silent but what you say may be used, blue suits
Listen to the mouthpiece of a rotten status quo
Lies and mistruths, stoop so low
Looking for a leader but they're all in cahoots
Following the letter of the law
Blue suits, some nerve
But who do you claim to protect and serve?
Blue suits on the road to Mandalay
For the price of the wrong god, loss and dismay
Blue suits at the borderline
Second-class, unwanted, form a line
Soulless, endless through the Burmese mud
Quartered way out here where their blood doesn't get on your TV
You'll never see
Blue suits. Blue suits