Lawman Songtext
von Motörhead

Your evil eye, every night
Cruising slow, flashing lights
There together, in the dark
But it ain′t no friend, it's just another scared nark
I know you

Lawman
Lawman
Lawman, lawman
I think you′re a poor man, lawman, hey!


Every time you speak to me
Makes it plain that you don't see
What's really happening here
You just confuse respect with fear
I know you

Lawman
Lawman
Lawman, lawman
I think you′re a poor man, poor man

I know you

See you in the Crown Court
It seems to me it′s like a bloodsport
I know you live by the book of rules
But anyone who needs a book is a fool
I know you


Lawman
Lawman
Lawman, lawman
You know you're a poor man, poor man, lawman