Letras
Time for a patrol ride
Cruiser sittin' outside
One fifth down
Wonderin' how you're still around
Missin' the babies in the weeds
New Jersey wind through the leaves
Just waitin' for a call
Don't you wanna take 'em all?
It's a mad frustration
There's layoffs at the station
Beneath the refinery's glow
Out where those great black rivers flow
You're the reaper of the madness
Can't help but give a damn
Don't you wanna stop 'em all?
It's a 10-38
Now it's earlier than late
It's an old time flashback
Ridin' the turnpike like a race track
Ain't no back up
Time to pick the slack up
Your blue lights are flashin'
License, registration
He ain't got none
Now he's pullin' out his gun
Thoughts turn to the weeds
How you give 'em teeth to squeeze
You're the reaper of the madness
Can't help but give a damn
Don't you wanna stop 'em all?
You're the reaper of the madness
Can't help but give a damn
Don't you wanna stop 'em all?
Concrete's a cold bed
Feels rough on the back of your head
Tires are screechin'
Heart's barely beatin'
Radio out of reach
Here comes the sunrise in the east