Mr. Sunglasses

Ooh, Mr. Sunglasses

Shows up on the scene to hunt for their asses

Keeps those shades on so he can hide his true intent

The true product of a youth misspent

Rolls up to the side of the road

Slides himself into ass kicking mode

Secretly hoping for another round of yes, sir, and thank you

Anything else leads to miles of paperwork to do

It's a look he's fashioned over a career that spanned two decades

He's the hero and then the villain as his career fades

Mr. Asskicker is the unwanted but necessary evil of the past

For they forgot to tell him in the academy, this really won't last

It's all fun and games until, from some faraway place, the cameras rolled

Then they cram all the changes down his throat like strained peas to the old

But what fun it was to clean up those same old streets

Just to get home and catch the wife with someone else between the sheets

The donuts catch up to even the deadliest of heroes

And that heart attack takes a friend or two when their bp hits zeroes

Lower back pain from the twenty pounds of gear

The new chiefs are constantly on the radio, or worse, in your rear

Change this and change that they continue to say

Just to keep track of all that change, they ought to raise his damn pay

It wasn't much to begin with, which was why half of them were on the take

Cops became crooks just so they could enjoy a little steak

Presidents said they supported the blue

But only the hated ones really ever do

Liberal laws turned the job into a constant attack

The judges and dirtbag politicians kicked their hairy sacks

Clicky as it was, you'd make a few friends

But only until your time behind the badge ends

As soon as your day comes, they talked shit behind your back

Proving once and for all, half of them needed to grow a sack

And if you tried to walk straight and walk tall

An endless line waited for you to take a big fall

Laughing like little hyenas, those miserable snakes

But remember who they were, the guys with the shakes

If you came and went, spent more time with your family than cops

It's more likely than not, you were never really given your props

But in the end, it served a purpose that you can't ever regret

And all those haters can suckit, on that you can bet