Mr. Swatman

Get your hands off that boy 
Don't smash his head with a bam-bam 
We're not happy with your toy 
They just wanna enjoy-joy 

Yes, it's safe to turn your back 
But you don't know much about that 
Now put away your riot helmets 
Crazy wearin' those bullet-proof vests 
Now put away those guns 
Oi boy's not a threat 
No trouble, no regrets 
Oi, oi, oi! 

Leave us Mr. Swatman 

Get your guns off that boy 
Please don't use your bang-bang 
They're just here to enjoy 
All they want is to slam-slam