Lyrics Good Cop - Cows

Good Cop

I’m spread around with you, with it — I can’t take me
Give me an inch, Give me an inch — come save me
Get it out and spread it out — it’s time
Good cop
We’re on the tracks, we’re on a cliff on a rock-pile
You blast you’re light on top of me, I’m a sundial
I’m tired of all the phony «freaks» and Sunday creeps
Good cop
The door is locked, we can’t avoid the celebration
They’ve got the books, they’ve got their monkey nation
It’s bullshit — it’s air and spit — come to me
Good cop
What’s there to get? The money’s spent — don’t defend me
The ride was long, but the circles drawn — we’re a memory
It never works for fucking jerks — we’re paper
Good cop
It never works we’re fucking jerks, we’re paid for
Good cop
I’m spread around with you, with it — I can’t take me
Give me an inch, Give me an inch — come save me
It’s bullshit — it’s air and spit — come to me
Good cop