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Wednesday, December 7, 2011
Boneyard Bad Cops - Rails
Young man hanging out in the street, getting in the way of a demonstration.
Tear gas, watercanon in the heat and everything's crazy, it's a crazy situation.
And the billy clubs fly, and the bad boys fall, and everyone's got to call for sanity,
and a cop had been fixing his eye on you, and he was a politician too,
and you know he had the power, and he's saying to you;
"Don't fuck around with us boy, you gonna hang around with the people who do,
don't be surprised when we come looking for you."
TV rolling, cameras recording, everybody gotta make it for the evening news,
and the cops on top, he's the one with the shot, and he's aiming at you,
and you'd better duck.
'Cos if there's blood on your clothes, and it's running from your nose,
then you know that you've met the meaning of the message,
"Don't fuck around with us boy, you gonna hang around with the people who do,
don't be surprised when we come looking for you."
I wasn't thinking about, robbing a bank. I wasn't causing any, trouble at all,
but they still found a way to teach me the score.
So don't you go fucking around with 'em boy, and don't you fuck around with them, girl.
Don't you fucking around with them people.
If you're gonna hang around with the people who do, don't be surprised when they come,
looking for you.
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