[Written By : Byford/Quinn/Oliver/Dawson/Gill] <br /><br />I was listening to the music on the radio <br />I had a feeling that something's not right <br />The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd <br />From the gig that we played that night <br />We pulled into a motorway restaurant <br />Stopped a while and fooled around <br />Oh, I still had a feeling that something's not right <br />As we started out homeward bound Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law <br />Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law Into the night came a blue flashing light <br />A blast from the siren to make sure <br />That we came to a stop behind the motorway cop <br />Who'd been trailing us for more than an hour <br />He pulled us out of the car at the side of the road <br />He questioned us one at a time <br />Where is the gear that we know that you use <br />We said the only speed we use is our car Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law <br />Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law You should've seen the stupid smirk drop from his <br />face <br />It was a negative exercise <br />The way that we dress and the things that we do <br />They thought it was an easy bust <br />I was listening to the music on the radio <br />I had a feeling that something's not right <br />The music was loud, we could still hear the crowd <br />From the gig that we played that night Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law <br />Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law <br />Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law <br />Stop, get out <br />We are the strong arm of the law Stop! Get out!
