You had such a
terrible time at home
Not as bright as your
brother and sister
though intimidating
all your friends
Still think that
uniform's so cool
What a job
you can make
your own rules
Take your frustration
out on them
Hanging out at your
nearest protest
Punching kids and
making arrests
in the name of
whoever pays the most
Couldn't get in the
armed forces
Animals on the backs
of horses
Good sense and
justice you oppose
Get a real job
Who would be
a fucking cop
Did you not get
enough love
Did your parents
beat you up
Do you worry bout the
size of your penis
Did the army
kick you out
What the hell
was that about
They didn't let
you use your
firearm out in public
You don't protect me
No security
for my family
and friends
Your brain is just
out of reach
You can shoot drunks
on the beach
The corporations you defend
Get a real job
Who would be a fucking cop
I don't know how you
get to sleep
when junkies terrorise
your beat
Feel like a hero
when you punch alcoholics
And there's that secret
no one knows
hidden from everyone
those unnatural affections
for German Shepherds
Get a real job
Who would be a cop
Did you not get enough love
Did your parents
beat you up
Do you worry bout the
size of your penis
Were you a cockhead
from the start
You didn't need
very good marks
and now you're supplementing
your income with
money from drugs
Don't wear your name badge
on your chest
in case of civil unrest
Wouldn't want
anyone to think that
you like violence the best
Who would be
a fucking cop
Who would be
a fucking cop
