Resisting a Rest

I was walking past the police station and I saw a pile of bricks
Which had been left behind by some builders
And I started chucking them
Through the police station windows
One and another
Sister & brother
And all the prisoners
And all the prisoners

I was ...
... resisting arrest

I was resisting arrest
I was chucking those bricks
For the love of all of us
And I was resisting arrest
I was chucking those bricks
For the love of all of us

Up in front of a judge the very next morning
After spending the night in a cell
Which I'd been happy to share with a nun and a prostitute
And a freedom fighter too
Through the civilization windows
One and another
Sister & brother
And all the prisoners
And all the prisoners