Police Bells & Church Sirens
Well I’m a fan of days in bars and nights in schoolAnd of geniuses in jail and Nobel foolsAnd I’m a fan of yellow noise and silent shoutsAnd of nurses that are boys and women scouts
Why don’t they make it police bells and church sirensPolice ding dong, church wee oohTalking ’bout police bells and church sirensPolice ding dong, church wee ooh
Well I’m a fan of bands on ground and dirt on stageAnd of tigers on a leash and dogs in a cageAnd I’m a fan of holding hands and letting goAnd of being so in love but not letting it show
Why don’t they make it police bells and church sirensPolice ding dong, church wee oohTalking ’bout police bells and church sirensPolice ding dong, church wee ooh
Kirkesirener hyl mig ud af min blanke dør – hvor jeg borKirketårn kom og brug dit horn, hyl mig ud af min blanke dør – før jeg dørPolitiklokker kom og ring for mine ører – mine døve ørerPolitiklokker kom og ring for mine døve ører – før jeg dør
Why don’t they make it police bells and church sirensPolice ding dong, church wee oohTalking ’bout police bells and church sirensPolice ding dong, church wee ooh