Don't Fuck With Cops
Don't Fuck With Cops
Fabrics of fantasy in the skin of reality
I have my methods, daddy
You came in red, you'll leave all red
A match made in throat fuck heaven
I need a taste to be convinced
Claim your big prize
Don't you just love mornings?
You are an amazing specimen, miss
Soft all over
What were you sniffing around, daddy?
Have you met perfection?
No fear of the monster