He Got Cop Eyes - Taint

Those dried-up comics beckon me

To join their no hope, dead-end, two-bit cabaret

Cyanide, open-palm

A gift from God, won’t you sing with your enemy

I want your badge to reclaim

I know you’re hiding behind walls

And I won’t be an easy win

'Said, he got cop eyes

I know you’re waiting for my fall

And I won’t be an easy win

'Said, she got cop eyes

I want my summer days in cars, down beaches — a skin-ful for fall

'Said, he got cops eyes

Your bad suit and your worse breath

You’re already in prison

I want out

This is it

See your mind, see your life

End in sight