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letra de cop song - mark hollmann

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if there’s one thing i’ve learned in my many years of enforcing the laws
of this city, it’s that the journey down to urinetown offers no
surprises. not even from the very toughest amongst us. on that journey
expect only the expected
it’s a hard, cold, tumble of a journey
worthy of a gurney, a b-mble down
a slapped face, smacked with a mace
certain to debase is our stumble down
it’s a path that leads you only one place
horrible to retrace, a crumble down
a hard, cold, tumble of a tourney
jumble of a journey to urinetown
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julie c-ssidy
went to a field behind a tree
saw there was no one who could see
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her pee –
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and jacob rosenblum
thought he was safe up in his room
didn’t know the jars he kept up there
would obligate a trip to urine-tomb!
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there are those who think our
methods vicious –
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overly malicious –
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a bunch of brutes, but it’s we who
gather for the people –
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tavern to the steeple –
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lawful fruits!
our task: bring a little order –
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swindle out a h–rder –
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from what he loots, as the book says
“certainly a season” –
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trample out a treason –
all
with hobnail boots!
roger roosevelt
kept a cup below his belt
cup ran over when he knelt
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he smelt –
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we dealt!
all
and joseph “old man” strong
held his pee for much too long
hoped his son might bail him out
his guess was good but also wrong!
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years past all lived in a jungle
scooping out a bungle, nature’s bowl
life of constant deprivation
certain aggravation took its toll
soon learned power of the truncheon
organize a function king to p-wn
so if peace is what you’re after
urinetown’s the rafter to hang it on!
girl cop 1
julie c-ssidy –
boy cop 1
jacob rosenbloom –
boy cop 2
roger roosevelt –
boy cop 1
jacob rosenbloom –
girl cop 1
julie c-ssidy –
boy cop 3
joseph old man strong –
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don’t be like them! don’t be like them!
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it’s a hard, cold
tumble of a journey
worthy of a gurney
a b-mble down
a slapped face
smacked with a mace
certain to debase
is our stumble down female cops
it’s a hard, cold
tumble of a journey
worthy of a gurney
a b-mble down
a slapped face
smacked with a mace
certain to debase male cops
it’s a hard, cold
tumble of a journey
worthy of a gurney
a b-mble down
a slapped face
smacked with a mace
all
it’s a path that leads you only one place
horrible to retrace, a crumble down
a hard, cold, tumble of a tourney
jumble of a journey to urinetown!

- mark hollmann

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