Lawman by Good Looking Friends Lyrics
I got into the job to stop violence
Three weeks in I learned I fucking loved it
Stopping and frisking's the most play I’ll get all day
That's just the way it goes
Lining's not silver, it's blue
And gold and red and black
You've got no hope to resist
You’ve got no grounds to attack
You look so pretty with your larynx on the pavement
You wanted out? I'll make you want it more
I was a kid when I watched them take my city
That was the day I burned all my heroes
Watching the plastic and rubber go, like lovers scorned...
You’re on the sidewalk
Turning blue
Ready or not
I can see through all the cracks I’ve split in you
That’s just how I do
Sipping styrofoam and coffee in the fluorescence
Making the make believe talk with wimpy egoes:
They’re singing the manifest songs, like Mao tap dancing on bones
They wanted out? They make want to hurl
And then the room was punctured with the presence
United under a light, under obsolescence
They raised their hands up high
And to the roof they sang:
"We want out. We didn't ASK FOR MORE
"WE WANT OUT. WE WANT OUT
“That's enough."
They want out? That's what they said
They want out? That's for sure!
And when I'm done, they'll want it even more
They want out, (well I’ve got the gun and) that's for sure
We'll put ‘em down. That's enough
Three weeks in I learned I fucking loved it
Stopping and frisking's the most play I’ll get all day
That's just the way it goes
Lining's not silver, it's blue
And gold and red and black
You've got no hope to resist
You’ve got no grounds to attack
You look so pretty with your larynx on the pavement
You wanted out? I'll make you want it more
I was a kid when I watched them take my city
That was the day I burned all my heroes
Watching the plastic and rubber go, like lovers scorned...
You’re on the sidewalk
Turning blue
Ready or not
I can see through all the cracks I’ve split in you
That’s just how I do
Sipping styrofoam and coffee in the fluorescence
Making the make believe talk with wimpy egoes:
They’re singing the manifest songs, like Mao tap dancing on bones
They wanted out? They make want to hurl
And then the room was punctured with the presence
United under a light, under obsolescence
They raised their hands up high
And to the roof they sang:
"We want out. We didn't ASK FOR MORE
"WE WANT OUT. WE WANT OUT
“That's enough."
They want out? That's what they said
They want out? That's for sure!
And when I'm done, they'll want it even more
They want out, (well I’ve got the gun and) that's for sure
We'll put ‘em down. That's enough