This comes from your archive. Found it as "The Driven" by Secret Police.
It is just the opposite, "Secret Police" by The Driven. Haven't played it
yet, don't know if it's a good transcription.

Bye

           Ste

the_driven.crd
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Date: Tue, 12 May 1998 04:43:15 PDT
From: viano alex
Subject: s/secret_police/the_driven.crd

Artist :  The Driven
Song   :  Secret Police

Transcribed By Alexandre Viano  (aelix@usa.net)

Intro


       G                A#
Ba ba ba bop       Ba ba bouyw
       G                 A#
Ba ba ba bop       Ba ba bouyw
       G                 A#              D
Ba ba ba bop       Ba ba bouyw    Ba ba bouyw  (2X)

Verse

G      A#   G  A# G A# D

           G               A#
Well she said she did not care
           G                 A#
About the clothes I did not ware
         G                A#
Yes she said she did not mind
             D
Oh I thought she was so kind
         G                A#
Til one day she turned to say
         G                 A#
That it gets harder day by day
              G               A#
I thought our love was a butterfly
            D
But I guess he flew away
            G                             A#
And in Paris I did see what I always knew to be
        G             A#
She was kissing Valentine
            D
And the clothes he wore were mine

Chorus

          G              A#                 D         D*
Ba ba bow But Im cuming out of my shell for you

G                    A#                        D         D*
In the secret police I can do whatever I want to do


Second Verse

Got no legs got no eyes
Very few bridges for many ties
To the mainstream we love so well
But must now conquer
I got my man on the ground
Got no vision but plenty sound
You got the guns we got belief
We will find the victim in you


Second Chorus

Ba ba bow But Im cuming out of my shell for you
In the secret police I can do whatever I want to do