Every time you meet the public
You get scared and you start to panic
A who got a gun
A who got a bomb
A who got a knife
A who's gonna lose their life
So-called leaders with deceitful faces
Corruption in a high place
Your hands filled with bribes
Your mouth pours out lies yea
Cause of all oppression now
Running for protection

Bodyguard I wouldn't like your job
Snakes in the grass say they know not God
Polytricksters drinking human blood
A concrete heart can hold no love
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard
Bullet-proof vest strapped to your chest
Under your collar is getting hot
A who got a gun
A who got a bomb
A who got a knife
A who's gonna lose their life

Bodyguard I wouldn't like your job
Snakes in the grass say they know not God
Polytricksters drinking human blood
A concrete heart can hold no love
You fretting, you sweating, you checking
Hey hey no feel no way
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard
A who got a gun
A who got a bomb
A who got a knife
A who's gonna lose their life

Bodyguard I wouldn't like your job
Snakes in the grass say they know not God
Polytricksters drinking human blood
A concrete heart can hold no love
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard

So watch it all you presidents Boo
Heads of government Boo
Mash down parliaments Boo

I just can't sorry for the bodyguard
I just can't sorry for the bodyguard
All that fretting
All that checking
All that searching for assassin hey!

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Writer(s): David Robert Hinds