Touch Of Evil Lyrics & Chords By Cobra

There's an old lady on Main Street last night picked up a shoe. The shoe had a foot in it.
Someone is gonna pay for that mess, motherfuckers.
Drunk or sober, he's always thinking of her, the way she was strangled, faded away.
That was the last killer, (that) ever got out of his hands. What else is there to, think about,
except your, except your dirty job?
Badge of Evil, (with) a cane and a candibar, putting criminals, behind bars,
30 years of shit, planting fake evidence, to help win convictions,
relentless, in his fight, his fight against crime,
when a murderer's loose, he's supposed to catch him.
even some of the, honest men abuse, their power in other ways.
even some of the, honest men abuse, their power in other ways.
He's always trying, to strap the bad guys, to the electric chair,
This is where, he is gonna die, You bet your sweet life, he won't, lousy cop!, lousy cop!
What does it matter what you say about people?, He was some kind of a man...
who is the boss, the cop or the law?, (It's) either the candy or the hooch, lousy cop!, lousy cop!, lousy cop! run!
He's always thinking of, relentless, in his fight, his fight against crime,
when a murderer's loose, he's supposed to catch him.
even some of the, honest men abuse, their power in other ways
even some of the, honest men abuse, their power in other ways.