Sing a song of sixpence...

Sing a song of sixpence The Police are out in force,
Four'n'twenty Matrix* are kicking in front doors,
Criminals of every kind awoken by the sound,
Caught unawares they pay nothing illegal will be found,
The Sarge is in the station it's the calm before the storm,
He knows the most successful raids are carried out at dawn,
Each suspect claims his innocence (they're all guilty as Hell)
And before the morning's over there not an empty cell,
Where is on the Bridewell his brief applies for bail,
Magistrate refuses and remands him straight to Jail,
Accused is to be tried before a jury of his peers,
Knows if he's found guilty then he going down for years,
The jury's reached it's verdict and the foreman reads it out,
"Guilty of all charges and beyond all reasonable doubt"
So sing a song of sixpence The Police are out in force,
Four'n'twenty criminals go barricade ya doors.