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cop shoot cop - triumphal theme كلمات الأغنية

out of my mind
up on the roof
proud to lie
not built to lose
well you gotta be dead (or dead drunk)
to get any peace in this place
sit in a chair watching lines of disgust
crawling all over your face

let’s scratch a telegram to las cucarachas
warning: meet us tonight and we’ll finish the bourbon

here they come
right on time
them k!ller blues
get in and drive

i’ve been down so d_mn long it feels like home
you just cling to the crumbs you’ve got left
well it hurts like a b_st_rd/ screams: you b_tch!
hole the plot now you’re changing the end

just a spent piece of spit on the fat lip of god
(or was it just a limping dog?)

can’t recall name of the place
turn out the lights in your face
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop

give me the straight dope or i skate
this k!lling suspense gets old fast
shave off the guilt / get your kicks
cause this happiness weren’t made to last

one day you’re king sh_t just sliding through life
like a well lubricated sewerpipe

next thing you know
down on your knees
?

cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop
cop shoot cop

- cop shoot cop

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