I'm Not A Cop
I see a Mary Kay Cadillac
And a hawk flying with a dead rat
Danger, danger, roll down your window, keep off the tracks
Read what the signs are telling you
Watch your step, know how to read the room
While the ego is a fragile figure waiting to crack
It takes a hard landing to fall
It takes a good look to know where you're gone
And now that you're gone, I know what I'm not
I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop
I'm not a fucking cop
Are you a fuckin' cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?
Are you a fuckin' cop?
Here comes Sally with the blue dress on
You sure you're not a fuckin' cop, man?
You know by law if I ask you that question
You have to tell me, otherwise, it's an entrapment, right?
I saw this cop at the Super Dog
He was waitin' for his meal to come
Let's take California home 'cause Devon is jam-packed
I think you got this whole city wrong
Any redemption for a stupid old punk
You can run from where you're going
But not who you love
It takes a hard landing to fall
It takes a good look to know where you're going
And now that you're gone, I know that I'm not
It takes a hard landing to fall
It takes a good look to know where you're going
And now that you're gone, I know that I'm not
I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop
I'm not a fucking cop
Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?
Don't be a fucking cop
I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop
I'm not a fucking cop
Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?
Don't be a fucking cop
And a hawk flying with a dead rat
Danger, danger, roll down your window, keep off the tracks
Read what the signs are telling you
Watch your step, know how to read the room
While the ego is a fragile figure waiting to crack
It takes a hard landing to fall
It takes a good look to know where you're gone
And now that you're gone, I know what I'm not
I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop
I'm not a fucking cop
Are you a fuckin' cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?
Are you a fuckin' cop?
Here comes Sally with the blue dress on
You sure you're not a fuckin' cop, man?
You know by law if I ask you that question
You have to tell me, otherwise, it's an entrapment, right?
I saw this cop at the Super Dog
He was waitin' for his meal to come
Let's take California home 'cause Devon is jam-packed
I think you got this whole city wrong
Any redemption for a stupid old punk
You can run from where you're going
But not who you love
It takes a hard landing to fall
It takes a good look to know where you're going
And now that you're gone, I know that I'm not
It takes a hard landing to fall
It takes a good look to know where you're going
And now that you're gone, I know that I'm not
I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop
I'm not a fucking cop
Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?
Don't be a fucking cop
I'm not a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop
I'm not a fucking cop
Are you a fucking cop, cop, cop, cop, cop?
Don't be a fucking cop
Credits
Writer(s): Laura Jane Grace
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