Police, police, police in the streets,

Looking for someone, searching for something,

Screaming sirens in the streets,

Looking there's something wrong, in the city


Up from the north and they come by my side,

Down from the south & there's no place to hide

There're coming from the east & there're coming from the west

Anyway they come, man I'm under arrest


Like a criminal, they won't never catch my soul

Now in my backyard, there's the men in blue, 

You know they came for me, tomorrow maybe you,

They cut my plants they burned my crop, 

You know they made a big fire with my pot


Up from the north and they come by my side,

Down from the south & there's no place to hide

There're coming from the east & there're coming from the west

Anyway they come, man I'm under arrest


Handcuffed, like a criminal, but they won't never catch my soul...

Ain't no justice, ain't no freedom & peace

The DEA, came in my garden, yes it's the DEA who came in my garden

Hey Mister Judge, don't call me sick, don't call me ill, 

Cause it's my choice, yes it's my choice


Handcuffed