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    "mr. policeman"  Parental Advisorygenre: Reggae
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    it's about those asshole cops who abuse their power and forget that we pay their salaries. it is not intended to be a blanket statement of the entire law enforcement community. it is only a representaion of one man's experience with a dick head cop. some cops actually do their job and make the world a safer place in which to live.
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    Credits: written, produced, performed by jubal, harmonica by ace

    Story Behind the Song
    reference to those police officers who abuse their power and pick on the common man, just because they can. it is not meant to be a blanket statement of the law enforcement community. it is only directed at those who pull power trips and therefore do not belong in their position.

    Lyrics
    chorus:
    oh mr. policeman.
    oh mr. policeman please don't come.
    oh mr. policeman.
    oh mr. policeman please stay home.

    verse 1:
    you got your car. you got your car.
    ya drive around harassing people.
    that's just who you are.
    you take my weed and then you want my seed.
    i'm sick and tired of doing this it isn't what i need. i said...

    chorus

    verse 2:
    you got your badge. you got your badge.
    you whip it out every chance you get,
    but it don't make you bad.
    you scrape my pipes and then you scrape for resin.
    you come around my house, with all my shit you keep on messin'. i say...

    verse 3:

    you got your gun. you got your gun.
    you whip it out every time you're scared, but you don't scare no one.
    you got a job and so what, you make some money.
    you're always fuckin' up with me.
    it's really not that fun. i said..

    chorus
    end

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