Everyday he wakes up as his bare feet hit the floor Grabs a cup of coffee straps his magnum on once more Feeds the cat he lives with since his wife walked
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the state I'm a sergeant out of Perrineville barracks number 8 I always done an honest job as honest as I could I
My name is Joe Roberts I work for the State I'm a sergeant out on Perenville barracks No 8 I've always done an honest job honest as I could Got a brother
Flatfoot Sam bought an automobile No money down, it was a real good deal Didn't wanna work, just ride around town Finance company put his feets on the
Narrow crossroad in old Moscow White gloves, dullness in the eyes Red tramcars, blue coats Nobody loves you and nobody waits At home, policeman You haaven
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Yeah, yeah, yeah Lord have mercy Chorus: This is the story of my life This is the story of my day (x2) Walking on ........... me selector Walking down
When she needs a public apology silence will do up in an ugly room everybody dances Soul train college policeman Man, it's the age stars and stripes
Das der Willi jetzt bei der Polizei ist, da kann ich nur sagen: Respekt! Ich hab' es immer gewuA?t, nicht wahr. Er hat ja damals schon Kindkollegen
Well, hey, hey, Mr. Policeman Bet I can drive faster than you can Come on hoss, let's have some fun Go on shoot me with your radar gun You look bored
[Intro: Missy Elliott] We are the VA players Love to the Neptunes and the Clipse To ya bootleggers we breaking off both of ya legs The underrated Maganoo
Check it, check it out Factory 81 cutting their first full length Here's a little message about the fucking pigs: Hey you find yourself, you're walking
i've been knocked in the ring not waiting for long and to tell you the truth i don't even wanna sing the song the sun is up that's what my crew
So you wanna be a cop, so you wanna be on the top? Arresting and shooting all the kids on the block Incarcerate the youth of the next generation And you
As I walk through this land, I remember the boys who took a stand, Who stood there strong when things got tough, They would shout and scream at the things
If reality was an ocean, you?re a puddle If it was all about your clothes then you?ll be king But you gotta understand there is a struggle Between doing
Jump on aboard young bonny lad. We'll fight like our fathers before, and we won't stop until freedom's found in this awful, bloody war, We proudly raise
We're the scallywags of Archer street, we don't know when to quit, We go to shows, we sing out loud, we scuttle every pit, But when it comes to praising