Traffic Ticket — The Strap-Ons

Every time I look away
A cop does me wrong
Then I try to stand around
They say just move along
They say go get that coffee
Go get your doughnut fill
Go get your fingers off me fat cop
Pay your bills
On that day a girl got raped
Her mother and brother killed
Cops just sat there writing tickets
Looking at my pills
Shot her with a gun the cops couldn't come
They had to write some parking tickets
For some broke down bugs