Cops Come Looking Songtext
von The Spirit of the Beehive

If cops come looking, then I don′t know you
If they come searching, I hope they do
But he's a coward with a badge
My love is hopeless, there′s truth in that
If cops come looking, then I don't know you
If they come searching, I hope they do


Just read me my rights, mind is like a prison cell now
In case you want to die, I think I found a way
Relentless march of time, a glass of maybe something I like
Grace, you went your way, and I went mine
Just read me my rights, mind is like a prison cell now
In case you want to die, I think I found a way
Relentless march of time, a glass of something maybe I like
Grace, you went your way, and I went mine