Paroles de Lawman

Your evil eye, in the night Cruising low, flashing white There together, in the dark But it ain't no friend just another scared nark I know you Lawman Lawman Lawman, Lawman I think you're a poor man, poor man Every time you speak to me Makes it plain that you don't see What´s really happening here You just confuse respect with fear I know you Lawman Lawman Lawman, Lawman I think you're a poor man, poor man Shut up! I know you I see you in the Crown Court Seems to me it's like a blood sport I know you live by a book of rules But anyone who needs a book is a fool I know you Lawman Lawman Lawman, Lawman You know you're a poor man, poor man