Lyrics of 'Police' by The Deadly Gentlemen

Police come by banging on my door this morning,
Police come banging on my door this morning,
They know me by chemical,
They know my Drano,
They know my method
Don’t know my name though,
Police, banging on my door this morning.

I laid down flat on my back in the bed this morning,
I laid down flat on my back in the bed this morning,
A big old bucket of lye,
Bucket of water,
Make a living a buck at a time,
Buck and a dime,
Buck and a quarter,
Police come banging on my door this morning.

Sun come up in a devilish blue this morning,
Sun done come up in a devilish blue this morning,
A deal went down with the devil it’s true,
Double down,
Double the devil his due,
Police come banging on my door this morning.

Big old jug, bottom on top this morning,
Big old jug, bottom on the top this morning,
Up and down town, bumping in the bleak,
Shake it to bake it,
Dump it in the creek.

Broken down town house,
Rubble in a pile this morning,
Broken down town house,
Rubble in a pile this morning,
I burned down the town house,
Rubble in a pile,
If I get found out trouble and a trial,
Police come but I didn’t want to go this morning.

Drink my liquor with a pancake cold,
Can a man make silver?
Can a man make gold?
You don’t need to be mad to need a method,
Good to be the maker but bad to be the meth head,

Police come by banging on my door this morning,
Police come around banging on my door this morning,
That cop’s so crooked he’ll take by the fistful,
Take a look at a forty-four pistol,
I didn’t want to go.