Protect you And serve you Keep you down
Yes officer, big law man
I love you too, motherfucker
A good catholic man, make no mistake
But press that nerve down and see the face
The face of order is far from Christ
It has cheeks already bloody, and rage in its eyes
Rage
Johnny was law man from the age of five
Now he watches over me and helps me stay in line
And as he masturbates the chrome
his thumb pulls lightly back the hammer
Salivating wildly, he says he'd like me to try it again
"I have seen reality," he says, "In a new light
I know where the evil is and I know I am right"
Ripping through the human garden, cutting out the weeds
I was given orders to do anything I please
Please
Try it again, you little fucker
Don't boy to the rage that is dying inside
Rotting and swollen with a righteous pride
Kick to the face, kick to the face,
spit in the face and say,
"Try it again, you little fucker
Try it again"