You ticker's dead fat boy
They ripped that shit out of you
With fucking pasta tongs
There was too much stress on you
They always hated your fat ass
Waited for you to make the wrong turn
Wrong for you, that is

You can see it in their eyes
Sweaty eyeballs, hunted glances
You can't hold them back forever
With mesh wire and a taser
Yell all you want
Yell all you want
It's no good

They're eating your fat ass for lunch
And picking their teeth with your badge
And that shotgun, well, you know where that goes
It's amazing what they can do with human shit
And a plastic knife
Die fat boy die fat cop

Lyrics submitted by joelm

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