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Woke up this morning, sus file thick as a phone book bound
I said I woke up this morning, sus file thick as a phone book bound
Been chasin' this ghost ten years now, ain't found nothing but the runaround
Got a hard-on for justice, but justice won't let me come
Lord, I got a hard-on for justice, but justice won't let me come
Spent a million taxpayer dollars just to feel this goddamn dumb
He sees my van parked on his street, waves at me each day
Yeah, he sees my van parked on his street, gives a friendly wave my way
Then he writes another song 'bout me, puts my shame on display
I got them sus file blues, can't catch what I can't see
I got them sus file, no-evidence, waste-of-life blues
I'm in love with a phantom, baby, and he's just laughin' at me
The manual says "maintain surveillance," fill out form 10–82
The manual says "maintain surveillance," fill out form 10–82
But this devil with a guitar's got me dancin' for him like a fool
We tried the quiet tail, then we tried the loud and mean
Started with the quiet tail, then switched to loud and mean
Now I'm just a character in his psyop fever dream
Every algorithm says he's guilty, every instinct I possess
All my training tells me he's guilty, every cop instinct I possess
But the courtroom don't take feelings, baby, and I won't have legal success
Ten years… ten long years of surveillance footage
And all I got is a man buying groceries
Walking his dog, Writing songs about ME
Making us the punchline as he plays
Hell, I know his coffee order better than my own wife's shoes
And he STILL won't give me nothing I can use…
He's a tease on the witness stand I'll never put him on
Such a beautiful tease on that witness stand he'll never grace
I'm stuck at first base with this suspect, second base he just waves to flaunt
The System got me in her grip, a cog in its gear machine
Oh, the System got me squeezed like a cog in its gear machine
I'm her bitch with a badge, baby, trapped inside this blue wet dream
He plays guitar, sings 'bout his "friends" in unmarked cars
Strums that guitar, sings sweet songs 'bout our unmarked cars
While I'm drowning in reports, smoking cigarettes, counting stars
I got them sus file blues, suspicious of my own reflection now
I got them sus file, career-killing, soul-destroying blues
The suspect's writing platinum records while I'm taking my vow - 
To follow him forever, though I don't remember why or how
Yeah, tomorrow I'll wake up, check that file again
Tomorrow I'll wake up, read that sus file again
Chase that suspicious shadow… till the bitter end
Lord, I got them sus file blues…
And that man's the only friend I ever had… amen.

Sus File Blues, Electric

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