Brady List
by Bull Shet · Country › Country Rock · Made with Suno · 0 plays
The story behind this song
I did my research on our local police officers, and when I saw what I found, I just had to turn it into an anthem.
Lyrics
Every time you open your mouth, Justin, a lawyer gets a new car. You’re a walking mistrial in a polyester shirt. There’s a list in the basement, kept under lock and key A roster of the liars for the whole world to see And right there at the top, written in a crooked hand Is the biggest fucking fraud in this godforsaken land The DA won't call you, the defense is having fun You’re a "Brady List" legend before the day is done Your word ain't worth the paper that they print the warrants on A badge full of shadows, and a reputation gone. You're on the list, Justin! The list of the damned! Every lie you ever told is exactly where you stand! The court won't touch you, the truth is your ghost You’re just a Brady-brand coward, and you’re absolutely toast! Can't testify for shit, can't even trust your name You're the 62557’s everlasting shame! You swore an oath of office, then you swore a thousand lies I can see the "Inadmissible" burning in your eyes You’re a liability in blue, a cancer on the beat The only thing you're good for is taking up a seat Every case you ever touched is circling the drain Because a crooked cop’s honor is a permanent stain You're a professional witness for the side of the wrong I’m just here to put your dirty secrets in a song. Hey Justin... do the boys at the station know? That your testimony is a goddamn comedy show? The prosecutor sees you and he looks the other way 'Cause you’re the reason guilty men walk free every day. You're on the list, Justin! The list of the damned! Every lie you ever told is exactly where you stand! The court won't touch you, the truth is your ghost You’re just a Brady-brand coward, and you’re absolutely toast! Can't testify for shit, can't even trust your name You're the 62557’s everlasting shame! Every time you open your mouth, Justin, a lawyer gets a new car. Every time you open your mouth, Justin, a lawyer gets a new car.