Go Get The Cops - Wheat, John Paulson

Don’t be surprised, there once was a light

All scuffed up and blurry, it raced over time

Don’t even try getting away

Go get the cops

Why don’t you stop thinking it over?

Thinking it over, thinking it over

One at a time, I’ll knock them down

All of your friends when they come around

Before you go out in Saturdays best

I want the house, the house is a mess

If I knock your lights out, would you feel out of place?

Why don’t you stay, we’ve got tonight

Come back inside

When you’re ready to fight

Why don’t you stop, rolling your eyes

I’m thinking it over, I’m thinking it over

Thinking it over, thinking it over

I left my round behind, behind

Tonight I’ll strive, tonight, tonight

Thinking it over, thinking it over

Thinking it over, thinking it over

Thinking it over