歌词:
Powdered sugar on your fingers, coffee on your shirt
Bribes in your pocket, you never do any work
You fat, fucking slob you just sit in a car
Until you get off work then it's back to the bar
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You never catch any crooks but harass everyone else
Your fat fingers don't fit the trigger you're too slow to catch a nigger
You're a suburban cop because you're scared of the city
You broke a stool at dunking donuts because you're so fucking fat
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
Powdered sugar on your fingers, coffee on your shirt
Bribes in your pocket, you never do any work
You fat fucking slob you just sit in a car
Until you get off work then it's back to the bar
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
You fucking pig-pig, you're a fucking cop-cop
