The Echo Police shoot twice and ask you Zero Zero questions. Shady sessions
In the backroom… Double spotlight, they whistle tunes. They hole you up,
A hollow wall… They hear you call. The needle’s in the red. Thr print-out
Scribbles > in code. No-one shows an ounce of mercy; no-one
Turns a hair. You scream, you shout and they shout back. Exact, in tune….
No room for argument. The Echo Police just don’t know how.
