Ref: Knockin at my door?
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
I´m not sure anymore who be knockin´ at my door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
Of course my eyes look strange
I got a 100 watt lightbulb right in my face
And your behind it askin´ stupid questions
Who sold it to you? Do you ever use a weapon?
Sold what, what weapon? hold up let me ask you
Do you always ha**le people who pa** through
See, unless you got a paper from God
What you´re doin´ right now really ain´t your job
It ain´t that hard, go find a gate to guard
And quit drewlin´ over people like a st. Bernard
I´m just mindin´ my biz, why this?
Sudden interest in sh** that´s private ahh shiet!
You don´t like to see me movin´my lip, do you?
And you wouldn´t mind uin´that stick, would you?
It wouldn´t be your firt time either
Still remember what you did to my main man peter
He got f**ed up, thrown in jail
Dragged to his holding cell by his pony tail
By some officer, looked just like you
Big chest , arrogant with a crew-cut too
Now i don´t take to being patronized
Tha´t why my name and number´s still cla**ified
And if you´re dumb enough to even ask me why
I´m standin´ here you stopped me i was pa**in by
Ref:
I´m not sure anymore who is knockin´ on mi door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
I´m not sure anymore who be knockin´ at my door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
You seem to think the badge on your chest
Gives you the right to treat people without added respect
Walkin´ the deck like you´re commanding the ship
A peaco*k showin´ his feathers every chance that he gets
I´m unimpressed see in a chain of command
The top people want the idiots to stay where they stand
And since you´re, what 40? still walkin´ the beat
I doubt you even qualify talkin´to me
See maybe you´re hustler yappin´ your jaw
Who figured hustlin´ would be easier backed be the law
A sadist throwin´ people ein the back of your car
Violently, actin´harder than you actually are
See what i do i no business of yours
And i´d appreciate it if you didin´t visit no more
No more kickin´ in doors, no more hittin´ the floor
No more barkin´ dogs, no more sittin´ in court
Ref:
I´m not sure anymore who is knockin´ on mi door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
I´m not sure anymore who be knockin´ at my door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
You did it in Prague and you did it in Gothenburg
Everywhere I look you k**in´ the mockinbird
You got away with shootin´ loaded connons
Some kid got 6 months just for throwin´ branches
Man, people where dancin´ and singin´
´till yankee 1 stormed in and started bashing the women
Chasin´ everything even runnin' after the children
Swingin´ their sticks every chance they were given
And what´s worse is you got it on tape
Docterd the pics and made ´em serve your own damn purpose
And when reportes told the rest of the nation
You put yourselves in charge of the invesigation
That in itself is a paradox
Not to mention what happened when the cameras stopped
It was a clear cut case somehow the judge closed it
And all the goverment did was send you roses
Ref:
I´m not sure anymore who is knockin´ on mi door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?
I´m not sure anymore who be knockin´ at my door
Is it a foe, my friend? Is it an enemy?