Bike Cops Lyrics & Chords By The Taxpayers

You got caught up in U-locks, played chicken with bike cops,
danced badly with employees at hotel picket lines.
Stole copies from Kinko's, spray painted the windows,
and slept on the floor for a year.
Then they got you on charges of assaulting an officer, interfering with a protector of the peace,
disorderly conduct, harassment, and trespassing;
we panicked, and now you're locked in a jail cell alone.
But don't ever get lonely. You've got friends in most places.