Down in an alleyway on the bad side of town, A drug deal was happening, It was about to go down. But suddenly a siren stirred the night, Shocking the participants, Into a heart-pounding fright. The Police had arrived with flashing lights atop, Strumming their instruments, Wearing shades like a cop. The suspects were thrown into jail, Clipped of their freedom wings, No money to make bail, It was a set-up, it was Sting.


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