Hey IPCMC
You work hard
Born into existence
But treated as a step child
The police so afraid
They can't have you
Walking into their lives
Finding ways to stop it
The dark cupboard
Full of skeletons
Of the ways they do
They dare not want to show
The shine and glory
The police stay afraid
Too much bad vibrations
Causing them the fear
Hey IPCMC
You have to walk in
It has been years
Standing in the shadow
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