Rent-A-Cop (Deluxe Edition Bonus Track)

(album: Furr - 2008)

Well, I got some mock in the parking lot
In a shopping mall elevator headed for the top
When I got to the helipad I probably got shot
By a teenage, female rent-a-cop

I sit in the [?] nimble as a chimp
Through a back alley breaking I was blind as a bat
An uptown suit with a flute and a hat
And a face like a tripper with a baseball bat

So you'd better make change, some civil smile
You're a good shot [?] headed for the pile
I lit it on fire in the middle of the road
Then I lit up a rock and let my brain explode, yeah

So, that female rent-a-cop sitting in my trail
Like a drunk with a unicorn trying to read braille
So I stole a few hubcaps dusted off my peace
Drove up a gas can to get the wheels greased

(Now I'm huffing down fumes in a room with a broom)
Till that rent-a-cop groom picked the lock with a spoon
I didn't like the drink much picture in a day
Wearing nothing but a badge and her underwear, yeah

(When the cop started talking I could feel it in my spine)
(It's a song that I know was a language of mine)

I danced like a punk queen, treaty on the floor
She just ran out around and a-cooked for the door
But a thick-wrist sucker punch coming through the air
Coming right to the kisser then she grabbed me by the hair, yeah

She said you got my rock and I ain't gonna stop
Till you either take a shit or you get off the pot
There's a listening there but I can't tell where
Maybe they've an official woman if you're trying to find the fare

(And while you're taking advice from a girl at [?])
(From a wild, trash rent-a-cop driven by Thor)
Take a tip from me, you can take it on the road
You can never be a rent-a-cop if you lock and load