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You need my driver's license?
Registration?
What entitles you to that information?
Mind telling me just who the hell you are?
Just doing your job?
But I don't do business with you company
There's no solicitation here
So why're you hassling me?
Oh..you're the Law?
Well the law's for those who benefit
I'm tired and broke and my back's an ache
My benefits are caught up in red tape
I've got a feeling I'll be getting none at all
And you're bringing up the Law?!
No you may not have my anything
And don't think that you're scaring me
(brother, I don't scare that easily)
Cuz I've taken all I'm gonna take this year
All I can take..you hear?
I've taken everything I think I ever could
More than I should
Or ever will again
I've taken all I can
So put away that gun
Plan on killing me for this one?
Cuz I'm not running anymore
They say I'm free
Well, I'm about to test that theory, see?
So put that gun and ticket book away
Do as I say
And I'll listen to your advice
Still, I suggest you compromise
Because I will not bow to you
And I'm not paying you a thing
I've already paid your house
Your wedding ring..your wife's
That car...your gun
Taxes and fines
The days of my life
Well I've had about as much
As I can take
If you've got something else to say
Then say it
Otherwise I WILL be on my way
I've got someplace to be
And they say I'm free
Haven't you heard?
And you work for ME
To protect and serve
Now go protect us from someone
Who's in the mood
To have their day disrupted by
"The keeper of the minor rules"
I'm not a fool
I'm a lot like you
Except I don't subscribe
To the twisted notion
That my job entitles me
To taking liberties with strangers
Talking down every day
To the folks you serve
As though they were
As though they were..
Somewhere in the past
Six hundred thirty five kilometers away
From the unfolding of this scene
Unfolds another one
From the officer's memories
Of a hurt he once felt
Of a fear he feels
That his gunbelt protects him from
Control is everything he needs
Covers him insecurity
Control is everything
Sure seems like everything
Huh Johnny?
Are the bad guys too quick and smart?
Are you scoping out minor violations
Hassling regular citizens
Just to keep you in a job?
Creating your own workloads?
And you expect us
To let you keep that up?
Stopping folks
To rob their earnings
Practically at gunpoint
Takes a lot of nerve
But "it's your job"
(and it gets you off)
If we solved all the minor crimes
The laws would just create some more
So who the hell are you working for, indeed?
Because these days
I'm pretty sure it ain't for me
It's to fill the local coffers up some more
To support your adrenaline spree
It's all about the loot you're here to score
But you'll be getting none from me
And probably not from anyone else
We got together and decided for ourselves
That we're still free
And we're not taking anymore
You see?
Because we're free
We all got together to see and it was true
Now take a look behind you..
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