Difference between revisions of "Cop Army"
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| + | ===Verse 1=== | ||
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One man is just a cop<br /> | One man is just a cop<br /> | ||
| − | Shooting off his lonely gun | + | Shooting off his lonely gun<br /> |
| + | But with the might of a hundred cops<br /> | ||
| + | Something more may be done | ||
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| + | Let the evildoers beware<br /> | ||
| + | Let the criminals shit their pants<br /> | ||
| + | From the wrath of the secular sword<br /> | ||
| + | Will they receive their judgement<br /> | ||
| + | By the power of the | ||
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| + | COP ARMY! | ||
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| + | ===Verse 2=== | ||
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| + | Dispensing justice to the weak<br /> | ||
| + | For the great no sentiment<br /> | ||
| + | By a hundred cops' right hands<br /> | ||
| + | They hath the pre-eminence | ||
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| + | By the words of the ancient books<br /> | ||
| + | By the zeal of the prophet's rod<br /> | ||
| + | A hundred cops may ascend on high<br /> | ||
| + | And steal fire from the gods<br /> | ||
| + | And be a | ||
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| + | COP ARMY! | ||
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| + | ===Verse 3=== | ||
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| + | A hundred cops are still but clay<br /> | ||
| + | And cannot fight the final state<br /> | ||
| + | No cop imprisons entropy<br /> | ||
| + | No cop can escape his fate | ||
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| + | The mighty gods once did the work<br /> | ||
| + | Yet now the work falls to the creature<br /> | ||
| + | One man will die a cop<br /> | ||
| + | But return one day as the once and future | ||
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| + | COP ARMY! | ||
Revision as of 05:31, 28 March 2014
Verse 1
One man is just a cop
Shooting off his lonely gun
But with the might of a hundred cops
Something more may be done
Let the evildoers beware
Let the criminals shit their pants
From the wrath of the secular sword
Will they receive their judgement
By the power of the
COP ARMY!
Verse 2
Dispensing justice to the weak
For the great no sentiment
By a hundred cops' right hands
They hath the pre-eminence
By the words of the ancient books
By the zeal of the prophet's rod
A hundred cops may ascend on high
And steal fire from the gods
And be a
COP ARMY!
Verse 3
A hundred cops are still but clay
And cannot fight the final state
No cop imprisons entropy
No cop can escape his fate
The mighty gods once did the work
Yet now the work falls to the creature
One man will die a cop
But return one day as the once and future
COP ARMY!