The
men in blue
Crawling
under the mist
The
dark of trees
The
camouflage in green
The
big spenders go
Live
the way of free
Jet
here jet there
Say
one thing do the other way
The
party dogs bark
The
men in blue run
Into
the mist of the woods
Peeping
the innocent
The
party dogs telling lies
The
men in blue never try
They
allow them to escape
No
law can touch them
In
the mist of the woods
The
flying birds big and small
The
creepers crawl along
The
insects hide burrowing deep in the soil
The
thunder of hooves
The
big sound in the silent woods
The
men in blue never hear
They
fall asleep counting sheep
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