Knockin at my door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who be knockin ′ at my door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
Of course my eyes look strange
I got a 100 watt lightbulb right in my face
And your behind it askin ′ stupid questions
Who sold it to you Do you ever use a weapon
Sold what what weapon hold up let me ask you
Do you always hassle people who pass through
See unless you got a paper from God
What you ′ re doin ′ right now
Really ain ′ t your job
It ain ′ t that hard go find a gate to guard
And quit drewlin ′ over people like a st Bernard
I ′ m just mindin ′ my biz why this
Sudden interest in shit that ′ s private ahh shiet
You don ′ t like to see me movin ′ my lip do you
And you wouldn ′ t mind uin ′ that stick would you
It wouldn ′ t be your firt time either
Still remember what you did to my main man peter
He got f**ked up thrown in jail
Dragged to his holding cell by his pony tail
By some officer looked just like you
Big chest arrogant with a crew-cut too
Now i don ′ t take to being patronized
Tha ′ t why my name and number ′ s still classified
And if you ′ re dumb enough to even ask me why
I ′ m standin ′ here you stopped me i was passin by
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who is knockin ′ on mi door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who be knockin ′ at my door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
You seem to think the badge on your chest
Gives you the right to treat people
Without added respect
Walkin ′ the deck like you ′ re
Commanding the ship
A peacock showin
His feathers every chance that he gets
I ′ m unimpressed see in a chain of command
The top people want the idiots
To stay where they stand
And since you ′ re
What 40 still walkin ′ the beat
I doubt you even qualify talkin ′ to me
See maybe you ′ re hustler yappin ′ your jaw
Who figured hustlin
Would be easier backed be the law
A sadist throwin
People ein the back of your car
Violently actin harder
Than you actually are
See what i do i no business of yours
And i ′ d appreciate it
If you didin ′ t visit no more
No more kickin ′ in doors
No more hittin ′ the floor
No more barkin ′ dogs
No more sittin ′ in court
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who is knockin ′ on mi door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who be knockin ′ at my door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
You did it in Prague
And you did it in Gothenburg
Everywhere I look you killin
The mockinbird
You got away with shootin
Loaded connons
Some kid got 6 months
Just for throwin ′ branches
Man people where dancin
And singin ′
′ till yankee 1 stormed in
And started bashing the women
Chasin ′ everything even runnin
After the children
Swingin ′ their sticks every
Chance they were given
And what ′ s worse is you got it on tape
Docterd the pics and made
′ em serve your own damn purpose
And when reportes told
The rest of the nation
You put yourselves in charge
Of the invesigation
That in itself is a paradox
Not to mention what happened
When the cameras stopped
It was a clear cut case
Somehow the judge closed it
And all the goverment did
Was send you roses
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who is knockin ′ on mi door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
I ′ m not sure anymore
Who be knockin ′ at my door
Is it a foe my friend
Is it an enemy
