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Rubber Bullets

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Rubber Bullets was released on January 1, 1973 by Hipgnosis Songs as a part of the album 10cc

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Graham Gouldman

Graham Gouldman

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[Verse 1]

I went to a party at the local county jail

All the cons were dancing and the band began to wail

But the guys were indiscreet

They were brawling in the street

At the local dance, at the local county jail

[Verse 2]

Well, the band were playing

And the booze began to flow

But the sound came over on the police car radio

Down at Precinct 49

Having a tear gas of a time

Sergeant Baker got a call from governor of the county jail

[Verse 3]

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

[Verse 4]

I love to hear those convicts squeal

It's a shame these slugs ain't real

But we can't have dancing at the local county jail

[Verse 5]

Sergeant Baker and his men made a beeline for the jail

And for miles around

You could hear the sirens wail

There's a rumor going round death row

That a fuse is gonna blow

At the local hop, at the local county jail

[Verse 6]

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do?

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do?

[Verse 7]

Sergeant Baker started talking

With a bullhorn in his hand

He was cool, he was clear

He was always in command

He said, "Blood will flow

Here, Padre

Padre, you talk to your boys

Trust in me

God will come to set you free

[Verse 8]

Well, we don't understand

Why you called in the National Guard

When Uncle Sam is the one

Who belongs in the exercise yard

We all got balls and brains

But some's got balls and chains

At the local dance, at the local county jail

[Verse 9]

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

Load up, load up, load up with rubber bullets

[Verse 10]

Is it really such a crime

For a guy to spend his time

At the local dance, at the local county jail?

At the local dance, at the local county jail

[Verse 11]

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do?

Whatcha gonna do about it, whatcha gonna do?

Written by: Graham Gouldman, Kevin Godley, Lol Creme

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