Fm (Power Chords)
On the one they'll catch you
If you skirt disaster
On the day they told her
But she want to stay, stay
And the ones that saw you
Witnesses of Goya
Elected to serve ya
'Till your dying day
Fm (Full Barre Chord)
'Till your dying day
I hope you don't get what you're after
To whom it may concern
I'm writing on behalf of a brother
Twice burned
I know you be reaching your time
Just a product of your mind
But when you continue to let loose on a running man
You send him crashing to the edge of the pavement
You're doing something you don't quite understand
Making like he's a lesser man
So be gone be gone to plea
You got your vehicle to ride on
Off to the commissioner as fast as you can
With your smoking gun in hand
In your
Gunship gunship
Gunship politico
I hope you don't get what you're after
In your
Gunship gunship
Gunship politico
I hope you don't get what you're after
In your
Gunship gunship
Gunship gunship
In your
Gunship gunship
Gunship gunship
Six men on their knees eyes shinin' in the high beams of the searchlight
Cop's shadows on the wall several stories tall instilling whoa such a fright
One's kicked in the gut; he's all cut up by the corner cop
One stands in defense in a broken sentence
Asks not to be shot
If you please
You men of authority
We do not speak your language see
Please act accordingly
'Cause he wasn't beggin'
He was just keeping time with his cup
You go on and believe that
You keep your eyes straight up
I was just looking
I had no intention to touch
But I know when I'm not welcome
So I thank you very much.
See a, see a, see the women there demonstrate
See a, see a, see them know but they will not say
See a, see a, see them set the trial date
See a, see a, see the confidence on the DA's face
Watch out for them politicos
Watch out for them politicos
Watch out for them politicos
Watch out for them politicos
Don't mess mess with the down downpresser way
They got it down pat; they got it down to a tee
No one gets through the lockstep jaw
You ain't guilty but you did get caught
So for lack for a better suspect we nominate you
To ride this one out, to see this one through
See , see
See , see
Arms thrown up in a ever fearful protest
As if the firing squad would ever think to notice
As if he could summon the likes of Moses
To put blood back in his friend's veins
Fm (Power Chords)
And if you're one step faster
You can skirt disaster
But if it's not you, it'll be the next guy
Who's the wrong color at the wrong time
Fm (Full Barre Chords)
Another day's over and the decision still stands
His honor in his chambers still washing his hands
You know he's been fiddling in his room all day
Just trying to wash all his conscience away
No one's asking for hangman's tree
They just looking for something true to believe
See , see
See them know but they will not say
He wasn't begging he was just keeping time with his cup
He wasn't begging he was just keeping time with his cup
He wasn't begging he was just keeping time with his cup
You go on and believe that, You keep your eyes straight up
'Cause I was just looking I had no intention to touch
I was just looking, I had no intention to touch
I was just looking, I had no intention to touch
And I know when I'm not welcome so I thank you very much