His Majesty the Policeman |
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I got to thinking about His Majesty, The Policeman, see. I figured that must be the draggiest job in the world. And what a drag it is going out on a good day. You're feeling really good. You're riding along and your squad car is all polished up, you know what I mean? And you're feeling real mellow. Along comes some poor stud with a - loaded with kids, like flower pots all over the place. Going a little too fast, you know what I mean. You've got to stop the cat. You've got to bring him down and lay one on him. It's a pretty tough job and when you walk up to him you don't know whether they're going to pull out a French seventy-five or what-the. It's a drag. So, I wrote a little thing called: [sings] His Majesty, The Policeman, You should never trip a policeman So remember their nobility Here they come – hoo beh dee boop You always try to swing with a policeman from "The Bad Rapping Of The Marquis De Sade" transcribed by Michael Monteleone |
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