Larry as looking for a funny protest song - here's one by way of Hamish Imlach:

It was doon in auld Invertoddie
The Gestapo were oot on their beats
Lookin' for murder and arson
And drunks as they stot doon the street

Noo two of the Chief Constables agents
Had note-books quite full of names
Fourteen men, three women and a dog
For peein' up closes and lanes

It was twelve o'clock when they found it
Lyin' there just like a log
'Twas a badly bashed aboot body
Tyre marks scotched up its physog

They went through the usual procedures
They kicked it tae mak sure it was dead
Then they went through its pockets and shared oot its cash
And smoked all its fags while it bled

They then lifted up this body
One at its head and its feet
and they carried it aff tae an alleyway
And dumped it on an ither man's beat

It was four o'clock when they re-found it
Propped up in an old chip shop door
It was naked by now with a note roond its neck
"Not wanted on beats three or four."

Jon Bartlett