Rent-a-Cop - Blitzen Trapper

Well, I got some in the parking lot

In a shopping mall elevator headed for the top

When I got to the helipad I probably got shot

By a teenage, female rent-a-cop

I sit in the nimble as a chimp

Through a back alley breakin' I was blind as a bat

An uptown suit with a flute and a hat

And a face like a tripper with a baseball bat

So you’d better make change, smile

You’re a good shot headed for the pile

I lit it on fire in the middle of the road

Then I lit up a rock and let my brain explode, yeah

So, that female rent-a-cop sittin' in my trail

Like a drunk with a unicorn tryin' to read braille

So I stole a few hubcaps dusted off my

a gas can to get the wheels greased

(Now I’m huffin' down fumes in a room with a broom)

Till that rent-a-cop picked the lock with a spoon

I didn’t like the drink much a day

Wearin' nothin' but a badge and her underwear, yeah

(When the cop started talkin' I could feel it in my spine)

(It's a song that I know was a language of mine)

I danced like a punk on the floor

She just ran out around and for the door

But a thick-wrist sucker punch comin' through the air

Comin' right to the kisser then she grabbed me by the hair, yeah

She said you got my and I ain’t gonna stop

Till you either take a shit or you get off the pot

There’s a listenin' there but I can’t tell where

Maybe they’ve woman if you’re tryin' to

(And while you’re takin' advice from a girl at)

(From a wild, trash rent-a-cop driven by Thor)

Take a tip from me, you can take it on the road

You can never be a rent-a-cop if you lock and load