Shots ring out as the silence shatters, Sirens wail, another life splattered. Chaos erupts, the perp's in the wind, Another foot bail on the heels of sin. The police presence immense, As he clears a fence. He runs like a deer, Like he’s got another gear. With his four-three speed, He lost us in the tall weeds, We call for the dog and a chopper, He’s on the move, a fence hopper A young store clerk lies dead, Took two to the head for smokes and bread. No remorse, no second thought, A soul gone cold, a killer sought. We'll skip the trial, as we become jury Execute on sight with bullets and fury! Justice doesn't always wear a tie, It comes with boots and fire in the eyes Thor the K-9 tracked him down Fangs in his ankle, he's not leavin' town We skip the plea, no need for discussion No gavel swings, just a chamber's percussion. In this small town pursuit, we do not yield, We bury evil in a farmer's field. The badge may bleed, but it does not rust, When the law won't act, our vengeance is just.
