[Intro: fluorescent hum, tape recorder click] [Detective] State your name for the tape [Suspect] No comment [Hook: Suspect] No comment, write it down No comment, say it loud Turn the heat up, turn the lights up, turn the tape on No comment, I ain't givin' you a fuckin' song [Verse 1: Detective, gravel voice] Sit down, son, I brought you coffee, black Two bodies at the pier, both of 'em shot in the back Your sneaker in the blood, size eleven, on the left Print so clean it look like you autographed a death I got your cousin's car on a camera at a light Two-oh-seven a.m., ridin' with no lights I got a witness with a memory and a reason to be loud I got twenty years of closin' and I'm closin' you now You can talk to me tonight and get a judge in a mood Or you can sit there hard and let the system chew you Last chance, son, 'fore the lawyers start the clock Who pulled the trigger? Talk [Hook: Suspect] No comment, write it down No comment, say it loud Turn the heat up, turn the lights up, turn the tape on No comment, I ain't givin' you a fuckin' song [Verse 2: Suspect, sharp and cool] Size eleven? Half this city wear the same shoe Car at a light? That's a car, that ain't proof Witness with a memory, let me guess, that fiend Who'd swear he saw Jesus for a twenty and some lean Twenty years of closin', how many was right? How many sittin' upstate on a story that you write? You got bags under your eyes that ain't from workin' late Got a hand on that coffee shakin' like an earthquake Where's your partner at, detective? Ain't seen him in a week Funny how a man that loud got so quiet on the street Funny how you grabbed this case when it wasn't your shift Funny how you sweatin' when I ain't said shit [Beat Switch: strings stab, drums double, trading bars] [Detective] You think you slick 'cause you sit there like a saint [Suspect] I think you sweatin' like a sinner at a church before the wake [Detective] One call, son, and you gone before the sun [Suspect] Make it to your partner, ask him where he dropped the gun [Detective] Watch your fuckin' mouth, you don't know what you saw [Suspect] I saw a badge catchin' light in a warehouse door [Detective] That's a lie [Suspect] Check the tape [Detective] There ain't no tape [Suspect] There's always a tape [Verse 3: Suspect, slow and deadly] I was on a roof across the pier with my phone Watched a man in a windbreaker walk in alone Two flashes, one door, then he walked out slow Wipin' off a badge with a number you know He wear an eleven too, now ain't that a coincidence Crazy how my print got walked in after the incident I got the video saved where your hands can't reach Three copies, three lawyers, and a newsroom out east So book me, break me, or let me walk home Touch me and it posts itself, it's set up on its own [Hook: Suspect] No comment, write it down No comment, say it loud Turn the heat up, turn the lights up, turn the tape on No comment, I ain't givin' you a fuckin' song [Outro] [Detective, quiet] Turn the tape off [Suspect] No comment
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