You don't know the trouble you're in
Livin' in paradise, livin' in sin
You better watch out baby
One of these days
Another man coming
Gonna change your ways

Broken, broken
Truth must be spoken
Can we be responsible
Is someone keeping score?

Broken, broken
When all guns are smoking
Do you want to die then
According to the law

Sunshine, moonshine, fire and flood
Death come hungry to your neighborhood
You better watch out baby
One of these nights
Somebody coming to shoot out your lights

Broken, broken
Lies will be spoken
Must we be expendable
Is that what we are for?

Broken, broken
When all doors are closing
Shall we say good-bye then
According to the law

You better move baby, cut and run
Better get back to where you come from
You better watch out baby, stay in line
You're gonna lose out to a life of crime

Broken, broken
Swear I ain't jokin'
Is nothing sacred
No lovers anymore

Broken, broken
When virgins are chosen
Then who will choose you
According to the law

Broken, broken
Truth must be spoken
Too late to be vigins
Too early to be whores

Broken, broken
When all guns are smokin'
Then you must be silent
According to the law