The Police

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Sting and Stewart Copeland.

The Police were an English rock music group formed in London in 1977. For the majority of their history, the band consisted of Sting (lead vocals, bass), Andy Summers (guitar) and Stewart Copeland (drums). The Police became globally popular in the late 1970s and are generally regarded as one of the first new wave groups to achieve mainstream success, playing a style of rock that was influenced by punk, reggae, and jazz.

See also: Sting (musician)

Song lyrics


All songs written and composed by Sting except where noted.

  • I sold my house
    I sold my motor, too.
    All I want is to be next to you.
    I'd rob a bank
    Maybe steal a plane.
    You took me over,
    Think I'm goin' insane.
  • Now no one's knocked upon my door
    For a thousand years or more.
    All made up and nowhere to go;
    Welcome to this one man show.

    Just take a seat they're always free,
    No surprise no mystery.
    In this theatre that I call my soul,
    I always play the starring role.

  • Roxanne,
    You don't have to put on the red light.
    Those days are over,
    You don't have to sell your body to the night.

    You don't have to wear that dress tonight.
    Walk the streets for money,
    You don't care if it's wrong or if it's right.

  • I've called you so many times today,
    And I guess it's all true what your girlfriends say.
    That you don't ever want to see me again,
    And your brother's going to kill me and he's six feet ten.
    I guess you'd call it cowardice,
    But I'm not prepared to go on like this.

    I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing.
    I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing.
    I can't, I can't, I can't stand losing. I can't stand losing you...

  • I guess this is our last goodbye,
    And you don't care so I won't cry.
    But you'll be sorry when I'm dead,
    And all this guilt will be on your head.

    I guess you'd call it suicide,
    But I'm too full to swallow my pride.

    • Can't Stand Losing You
  • Walked out this morning, don't believe what I saw:
    A hundred billion bottles washed up on the shore.
    Seems I'm not alone at being alone
    A hundred billion castaways, looking for a home.
  • Some may say, I'm wishing my days away.
    No way, and if it's the price I pay
    Some say, tomorrow's another day.
    You stay, I may as well play.
  • Bed's too big without you.
    Cold wind blows right through my open door.
    I can't sleep with your memory,
    Dreaming dreams of what used to be.
  • Young teacher, the subject
    Of schoolgirl fantasy.
    She wants him so badly,
    Knows what she wants to be.
    Inside her there's longing,
    This girl's an open page.
    Book marking - she's so close now,
    This girl is half his age.
  • It's no use, he sees her;
    He starts to shake and cough.
    Just like the old man in
    That book by Nabakov.
    • Don't Stand So Close to Me
  • How can you say that you're not responsible?
    What does it have to do with me?
    What is my reaction, what should it be?
    Confronted by this latest atrocity.
  • Don't think me unkind,
    Words are hard to find.
    They're only cheques I've left unsigned
    From the banks of chaos in my mind.
    And when their eloquence escapes me,
    Their logic ties me up and rapes me.
  • Poets, priests and politicians
    Have words to thank for their positions.
    Words that scream for your submission
    And no one's jamming their transmission.
    'Cos when their eloquence escapes you,
    Their logic ties you up and rapes you.
    • De Do Do Do, De Da Da Da
  • There is no political solution
    To our troubled evolution.
    Have no faith in constitution,
    There is no bloody revolution.

    We are spirits in the material world.

  • I resolved to call her up a thousand times a day
    And ask her if she'll marry me in some old fashioned way.
    But my silent fears have gripped me
    Long before I reach the phone,
    Long before tongue has tripped me,
    Must I always be alone?

    Every little thing she does is magic;
    Everything she do just turns me on.
    Even though my life before was tragic,
    Now I know my love for her goes on.

  • There has to be an invisible sun.
    It gives its heat to everyone.
    There has to be an invisible sun.
    That gives us hope when the whole day's done.
  • You come to me like a moth to the flame.
    It's love you need but I don't play that game.
    'Cause you could be my greatest fan,
    But I'm nobody's friend, I'm a demolition man.
  • You will see light in the darkness;
    You will make some sense of this.
    When you've made your secret journey,
    You will find this love you miss.
  • Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration,
    But we know all her suicides are fake.
    Daddy only stares into the distance,
    There's only so much heartache he can take.
    Many miles away,
    Something crawls from the slime
    At the bottom of a dark Scottish lake.
  • Another working day has ended,
    Only the rush hour hell to face.
    Packed like lemmings into shiny metal boxes,
    Contestants in a suicidal race.
    Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance.
    He knows that something somewhere has to break.
    He sees the family home now looming in his headlights,
    The pain upstairs that makes his eyeballs ache.
    • Synchronicity II
  • Every breath you take;
    Every move you make;
    Every bond you break;
    Every step you take,
    I'll be watching you.
  • Since you've gone I've been lost without a trace.
    I dream at night I can only see your face.
    I look around but it's you I can't replace.
    I feel so cold and I long for your embrace.
    I keep crying baby, baby please.

    Oh can't you see
    You belong to me?
    How my poor heart aches
    With every step you take.

    • Every Breath You Take
  • There's a little black spot on the sun today;
    It's the same old thing as yesterday.
    There's a black hat caught in a high tree top;
    There's a flag-pole rag and the wind won't stop.

    I have stood here before inside the pouring rain
    With the world turning circles running 'round my brain.
    I guess I'm always hoping that you'll end this reign,
    But it's my destiny to be the king of pain.

  • You consider me the young apprentice
    Caught between the Scylla and Charybdis.
    Hypnotized by you if I should linger,
    Staring at the ring around your finger.

    I have only come here seeking knowledge,
    Things they wouldn't teach me of in college.
    I can see the destiny you sold
    Turned into a shining band of gold.

    I'll be wrapped around your finger.
    I'll be wrapped around your finger.

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