P.C. Keen

There's nothing new in this sad story

The slaughter of innocence without glory

At the foot of your hill without warning

The center of operations they attack in the morningYou can lie like a lame before them

You can dance in the dawn, you can even ignore them

But with your skin on file, there's no escape

P.C. Keen's got the snap shots, he knows your faceAnd the press will declare that you're all mad and insane

And you'll be accused of not playing the gameYou'll stand in the court and declare your bravery

For fighting all this that brings us all slavery

But they won't even see you, they won't even hear you

Because you are the truth so nothing can save youAnd the southern intelligence unit will say

"Thanks to you P.C. Keen, you've saved the day"