Meet the Family (with Tim and Jack)
Hello Mr Policeman my name's Tim
I expect the barman called you in
I'm sorry I'll leave just let me finish my beer
And this small whisky I got waiting here
I guess you're new you've not been told
That I was one of you a boy in blue
A uniform of old
I was once true fresh shiny and new
With a long streak of justice running right through
And they train you hard and they train you well
But no-one can prepare you to walk into hell
And what you'll find there no-one can tell
I was driving Jack in the area car
When the call came in not too far
Neighbours reporting screams in the night
Terrible noise then a terrible quiet
Well Jack got ahead found the door on the latch
And then she said something that I couldn't catch
And then she moved so fast that she caught him in the act
And I just caught up in time to see her react
And they train you hard and they train you well
But who could prepare you to walk into hell
And what you'll see there who can tell
There was talk of charges but they couldn't make it stick
So they offered her a deal if she took it quick
Well I stayed on the job and so we drifted out of touch
But when I heard she was gone it still hurt me too much
So I take a drink when it's too much to bear
When I close my eyes and we're all back there
My nerves are red and my emotions are raw
Once I understood who Jackie saw
And they train you hard and they train you well
But who could prepare you to walk into hell
And what you'll do there who can tell
Baton to the throat choked off his air
Later judged excessive force by those who weren't there
He went down with her knee in his back
His eyes rolled up his body went slack
And that's when it started to go really bad
The little boy attacking her for hurting his dad
While the rag-doll girl-child is still on the floor
I wonder if he knew who he was fighting for
And they train you hard and they train you well
But who could prepare you to walk into hell
And if you'll come back who can tell
I'm sorry I'll leave just let me finish my beer
And this small whisky I've got waiting here
I expect the barman called you in
I'm sorry I'll leave just let me finish my beer
And this small whisky I got waiting here
I guess you're new you've not been told
That I was one of you a boy in blue
A uniform of old
I was once true fresh shiny and new
With a long streak of justice running right through
And they train you hard and they train you well
But no-one can prepare you to walk into hell
And what you'll find there no-one can tell
I was driving Jack in the area car
When the call came in not too far
Neighbours reporting screams in the night
Terrible noise then a terrible quiet
Well Jack got ahead found the door on the latch
And then she said something that I couldn't catch
And then she moved so fast that she caught him in the act
And I just caught up in time to see her react
And they train you hard and they train you well
But who could prepare you to walk into hell
And what you'll see there who can tell
There was talk of charges but they couldn't make it stick
So they offered her a deal if she took it quick
Well I stayed on the job and so we drifted out of touch
But when I heard she was gone it still hurt me too much
So I take a drink when it's too much to bear
When I close my eyes and we're all back there
My nerves are red and my emotions are raw
Once I understood who Jackie saw
And they train you hard and they train you well
But who could prepare you to walk into hell
And what you'll do there who can tell
Baton to the throat choked off his air
Later judged excessive force by those who weren't there
He went down with her knee in his back
His eyes rolled up his body went slack
And that's when it started to go really bad
The little boy attacking her for hurting his dad
While the rag-doll girl-child is still on the floor
I wonder if he knew who he was fighting for
And they train you hard and they train you well
But who could prepare you to walk into hell
And if you'll come back who can tell
I'm sorry I'll leave just let me finish my beer
And this small whisky I've got waiting here
Credits
Writer(s): Brent Nelson
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