Tuesday, 16 September 2014

September 16: I am a foreign diplomat ...


I am a foreign diplomat you can't get me 
I have this thing called immunity
I ignore your road rules, I often drink and drive 
Frankly I'm amazed that I am still alive 

I argue with your coppers, and I don't care at all 
Someone else will pick me up if I should take a fall 
You call me to your office, you slap me on the wrist 
You need to settle down a bit, I'm going to get pissed 

Your laws are very interesting, but they don't apply to me
There's an exception for us diplomats, look it up and you will see
Don't take that tone please Constable, can't you see I'm on the phone 
Run along and solve some crime, but please leave me alone

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