Cancer!
Your evil eye, in the night
Cruising slow, 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, lawman
Every time you [A7speak to [C7]me
Makes it plain that you [A7don't see
What's ɾeally happening here
You just confuse ɾespect with fear
I know you
Lawman
Lawman
Lawman, lawman, I think you're a poor man, poor man, get it!
I know you
See you [A7in the Crown Court
Seems to [C7]me it's like [F]a blood sport
I know you [A7live by the book of ɾules
But anyone who needs a book is a fool
I know you
Lawman
Lawman
Lawman, lawman, I think you're a poor man, lawman
