Difference between revisions of "Cop Army"

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One man is just a cop<br />
 
One man is just a cop<br />
Shooting off his lonely gun<br />
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A lonely badge and gun<br />
But with the might of a hundred cops<br />
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But a hundred cops is an army<br />
Something more may be done
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Evil cannot run
  
Let the evildoers beware<br />
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Let the wicked all beware<br />
 
Let the criminals shit their pants<br />
 
Let the criminals shit their pants<br />
 
From the wrath of the secular sword<br />
 
From the wrath of the secular sword<br />
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Dispensing justice to the weak<br />
 
Dispensing justice to the weak<br />
 
For the great no sentiment<br />
 
For the great no sentiment<br />
By a hundred cops' right hands<br />
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With a hundred cops' right hands<br />
 
They hath the pre-eminence
 
They hath the pre-eminence
  
By the words of the ancient books<br />
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By the words of the ancient bards<br />
 
By the zeal of the prophet's rod<br />
 
By the zeal of the prophet's rod<br />
 
A hundred cops may ascend on high<br />
 
A hundred cops may ascend on high<br />
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===Verse 3===
 
===Verse 3===
  
A hundred cops are still but clay<br />
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A hundred cops are still but men<br />
And cannot fight the ultimate state<br />
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And cannot fight the final state<br />
No cop imprisons entropy<br />
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Entropy can't go to jail<br />
 
No cop can escape his fate
 
No cop can escape his fate
  

Revision as of 03:30, 29 March 2014

Verse 1

One man is just a cop
A lonely badge and gun
But a hundred cops is an army
Evil cannot run

Let the wicked all 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
With a hundred cops' right hands
They hath the pre-eminence

By the words of the ancient bards
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 men
And cannot fight the final state
Entropy can't go to jail
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!