Mr. Policeman

You might be nice Mr. Policeman

But lord knows I don’t trust you,

trust you

Had enough of your grievance

It’s no good what you’re up to

Pick up, pick up and take em down to the station

Nobody is escaping, oh

We shoot, we shoot before we chase em down

Ooh oh ooh oh

Ain’t no justice

if you’re right or not

I guess we’ll never know

There’s no way that you can right your wrong

Because it’s carved in stone

You got to get in where you fit in

Now, if you’ll ever know

If you ever know

Get it in or go get lost

You reap just what you sow

You might be nice Mr Policeman

But lord knows I don’t trust you,

trust you

Had enough of your grievance

It’s no good what you’re up to

Babylon soldier

You walking around the streets

I barely know ya

Got everybody looking over their shoulder

Soon you’ll forget it as you turn the page

You got to get back ‘til you know it now

You never gonna run the neighborhood

You try to chase us around the block

Is it justice that you want?

We know you just a dirty cop

You might be nice Mr Policeman

But Lord knows I don’t trust you,

trust you

Had enough of your grievance

It’s no good what you’re up to

Time is gonna be the judge

Thought I heard you say

Please please let me go

I don’t trust, I don’t trust

I don’t trust nobody,

with a badge of dishonor.

I don’t trust, I don’t trust,

no one who tries to come with those flashing lights.

Just cuz your badge & your gun

You think your someone

Don’t care where you from, ooh oh

It’s a long way we come

Oh there is more to be done

Babylon have to burn, no oh, yeah

You gotta get in where you fit in

And let your evil ways die

We gotta get in where you fit in

Or fall by the wayside, yeah yeah