Just Another Day
Catch a career criminal,
get them to confess
Pin a few extra crimes on them,
put some old cold cases to rest
Let your pet CI
help you to collar a few more
Then hustle to your date at the morgue
with the hot-looking, frosty coroner
There's a body on a metal slab,
there's a lot of blood on the floor
It seems frontier justice was administered
to a perp coming through a citizen's back door
Just another day in the life
of a big city cop
Crime never takes a holiday,
crime never stop
Chasing those breaking bad:
running the red light, cheating on their wife
Gambling late at night with their life
Ed liked meeting the crooks with the bad attitude,
he would flash them the badge ... if they resisted,
let them taste the bottom of his shoes
He liked mixing it up with the thugs
when they tried to flee, spraying the hot lead
He liked giving street punks the hard hug,
slapping the bracelets on
as their rights were being read
Just another day in the life
of a big city cop
Crime never takes a holiday,
crime never stop
In the line of duty, he once had to kill a man,
a meth head robbing a gas-and-go store
He had a death wish, wanted to go out in a blaze
But before he leave,
he was gonna burn a few more
That was the one part of the job Ed didn't like,
he'd rather bring them in alive, send them to jail
Maybe they'll turn their life around,
once they realize penitentiary's a living hell
But sometimes when you're not given a choice,
the grave becomes the final underground cell
Just another day in the life
of a big city cop
Crime never takes a holiday,
crime never stop
At the end of the day,
when Ed takes his holster off,
he gets to lay down in his bed
and finally feel something soft
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2016
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