Tom Robinson Band - Law & Order lyrics

rate me

Well I'm six foot nothing of muscle and bone

With my Colt .45 I weigh seventeen stone

Got a Stetson hat and a big cigar

And I clean up trouble with my little tin star

Law and Order... trouble in a bulletproof vest

Law and Order... I'm the troubleshooting king of the West

Well I cleaned up the commies and the longhaired bums

All the Chinee, queers and Red Indian scum

I cleaned out the liquor, loose women and dope

And put the uppity niggers on the end of a rope

Law and Order... trouble in a bulletproof vest

Law and Order... I'm the troubleshooting king of the West

My mommy held tupperware parties

Had acne when I was a boy

Headed out West - expanded my chest

Now they treat me like the real McCoy

Now I never get trouble from nobody else

I can sit right back and feel proud of myself

Got the cleanest city this side of the West

It's so damn clean there ain't nobody left

Law and Order... trouble in a bulletproof vest

Law and Order... I'm the troubleshooting king of the West

I'm the cotton-pickin', high fallutin',

Rooty-tootin', put-the-boot-in

Troubleshooting king of the West