[Verse]
'Bout a year ago some, uh
Police officers came up to my house
In northern California to visit
Without a search warrant
And they were roughing up, uh, fellow I was living with
And they said in the police report
They thought that he was carrying a gun (Ooh)
He was carrying a beer can
And we all know how much a beer can looks like a gun
No, he was not carrying a gun
But I was
And when— That’s not, I mean, I'm not saying that's cool or anything
But this next song is a song I wrote
Before these police officers were born