Hey Mr. Policeman
I've seen you in my neighborhood
You look to me up to no good
I've seen you with your gun in your hand
Hey Mr. Policeman
I saw you shoot my good friend down
He was just having fun
Checking out a one and one

It's a shame, it's a disgrace
Why every time you show your face
Somebody dies, man somebody dies, man

La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Hey Mr. Policeman
Why don't you leave the boys alone
Why don't you just roll your own, yeah
And call me on the telephone
Hey Mr. Policeman
I see you walking on your beat
Searching strangers on the street
Especially the hoes you meet, yeah

It's a shame, it's a disgrace
Why every time you show your face
Somebody dies, man somebody dies, man

Check it out

Shot my friend down, down, down, yeah, sing

La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Hey Mr. Policeman
I saw you shoot my good friend down
He was just having fun, yeah
Checking out a one and one
Hey Mr. Policeman
I see you never having fun
Strapped to your side a gun
.357 Smith Magnum

It's a shame, it's a disgrace
Why every time you show your face
Somebody dies, man somebody dies, yeah, sing

La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, sing
La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la

I'd rather be a farmer than to be
The police (The police)
Police (The police)
I'd rather be a singer than to be
The police (The police)
Police (The police)

I'd rather be a farmer than to be
The police (The police)
Police (The police)
I'd rather be a funk n' roll singer than the police
The police (The police)
Sing it, children

La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, take me home
La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la, yeah
La, la-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la

Copyright: O/B/O DistroKid, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Writer(s): Rick James