Dicks - Dicks Hate The Police | Текст песни

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• Dicks Hate The Police

Mommy, Mommy, Mommy
Look at your son
You might have loved me
And now I've got a gun

You better stay out of the way
I think I've had a bad day
had a bad day
I've had a bad day

Daddy, Daddy, Daddy
Out in the sun
You've got a good job
You're bigger than Mexicans

I'll tell you something and it's true
You can't find justice, it'll find you
Ya It'll find you
Ya It'll find you

People tell police men,
They've met their match
They're fighting on desert sand
(?)

Dicks hate policemen and it's true
You can't find justice it'll find you
It'll find you
Ya it'll find you

Mommy, Mommy
Look at your son
Maybe you once loved me
but now i've got a gun

You better stay out of my way
Hey! I've had a bad day
Had a bad day
Mommy, I've had a bad day