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Everyday he wakes up |
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As his bare feet hit the floor |
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Grabs a cup of coffee |
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Straps his Magnum on once more |
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Feeds the cat he lives with |
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Since his wife walked out the door |
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In nine years he'll retire with a pension. |
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Everyday he suffers |
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'Cause he sees all kinds of pain |
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Sometimes feels helpless |
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In a world that's gone insane |
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Then he wins a battle |
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It restores his faith again |
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It's only human kindness he is after. |
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He is a Policeman, you know |
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All the years and nothing to show |
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He is a Policeman, you know. |
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Every night he comes home |
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With a sixpack all alone |
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Feeds the cat he lives with |
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He picks up the telephone |
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Needs to talk with someone |
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But the only love he's known |
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Was lost forever, he is a Policeman. |
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He is a Policeman, you know |
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All the years and nothing to show |
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He is a Policeman, you know |
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All the years and nothing to show |
