I’m Not a Cop

I see a Mary Kay Cadillac

And a hawk flying with a dead rat

Danger, danger, roll down your window

Keep off the tracks

Read what the signs are telling you

Watch your step, know how to read the room

Well, the ego is a fragile figure

Waiting to crack

It takes a hard landing to fall

It takes a good look to know where you're going

And now that you're gone

I know what I'm not

I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop

I'm not a fucking cop

Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?

Are you a fucking cop?

Here comes Sally with the blue dress on

You sure you're not a fucking cop, man?

You know by law if I ask you that question you have to tell me, otherwise it's entrapment, right?

I saw this cop at the Super Dawg

He was waiting for his meal to come

Let's take California home

'Cause Devon is jam-packed

I think I got this whole city wrong

Any redemption for a stupid old punk?

You can run from where you're going

But not who you love

It takes a hard landing to fall

It takes a good look to know where you're going

And now that you're gone

I know what I'm not

It takes a hard landing to fall

It takes a good look to know where you're going

And now that you're gone

I know what I'm not

I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop

I'm not a fucking cop

Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?

Don't be a fucking cop

I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop

I'm not a fucking cop

Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?

Don't be a fucking cop