"The Streets Is Full of Creeps" as written by and Mark Heidinger....
Harold walked the streets non-stop
routine's the life for an old beat cop
oh, Harold's seen enough by now
cast his last line from the bow
the streets is full of creeps he'd say
hard work robs and violence pays
and he slipped into a fit of rage
pulled his piece out from its cage
downtown was full with friday night
the sidewalks packed and lamplights bright
he fired quickly from his side
and he took the townfolk by surprise
the streets is full of creeps he proclaimed
honor fades but fame remains
he sprayed 'em fast he shot 'em dead
and he put the last one in his head
he cast his spell, hell he cast his fate
he set the stage for swift debate
all the people damned him straight to hell
while coffins marched to funeral bells
mmmmmmm

but what they didn't understand
all the demons in that dead old man
he payed his dues, he served his time
all before his heinous crime
locked up for years, he'd long since died
his heart had stopped, he'd lost all pride
oh Harold walked the streets non-stop
the life sentence for an old-beat cop
the streets is full of creeps he'd say
but if i'm the king, why won't they obey me
he sprayed 'em fast, he shot 'em dead
and he put the last one in his head
he cast his spell and he cast his fate
he won and lost his last debate
all the city damned him straight to hell
while coffins marched to
coffins marched to
coffins marched to
funeral bells


Lyrics submitted by variablevictoria, edited by EyCaballero

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