The Job

When you been in the business long as I been in the business
You realize evil stands close to your shadow
But because of the job and the memory of Bob
I’m always prepared for the battle

When you been in the business long as I been in the business
Your heart becomes wrapped in a shroud
Still I cry for small children, but try not to feel it
I’m a man strong, giving and proud

When I walk through the dark
I’ve got my hand on my gun
I hope for the worst
and maybe a few minutes of fun

Ah, you think that I’m sick
Maybe you’re right, or then, not
My addiction is to risk
It makes my senses white hot

When you been in the business long as I been in the business
You can’t ignore anyone’s shadow
But because of the job or just the sound of a sob
I’m always prepared for the battle

When you been in the business long as I been in the business
Your heart takes the form of granite
You see death and sorrow and hope there’s tomorrow
To fix another small piece of this planet

If not for good cops
Some folk would have little chance
To live their life safely
To enjoy song or a dance

If not for good cops
Who’d find your missing baby?
Who’d protect you from evil?
Your brother-in-law? Maybe

When you been in the business long as I been in the business
The shadow no longer creates fear
The dark is your friend and the dark is the end
To the horrors that always appear

When you been in the business and you know that the business
becomes a toxin that flows through your veins
You obsess about crime and that changes your mind
The way you think about punishment and pain

So now that the business has impacted your night
And I’ve saved you from the pain of the devil
Don’t thank me, don’t spank me, and quite frankly
Just get your freaking life back on level