You got the means, your on the scene, you are the man in blue.
You've got the time, if I'm out of line...Buddy, the things you do.

In the can, man, this place is nowhere.
In the can, man, I really don't need to be here.
In the can, man, makin' bacon ain't my bag.
In the can, man, damn, this blanket's a rag.

If you got the time, I need a dime, I'm allowed just one phone call.
Leave me alone, let me go home, don't need this bust at all.

In the can, man, this place is nowhere.
In the can, man, I really don't need to be here.
In the can, man, makin' bacon ain't my bag.
In the can, man, damn, this blanket's a rag.

Cold food, bad news, steel bars, sing the blues.
Wet bed, bead head, should have watched for the Po.

In the can, man, this place is nowhere.
In the can, man, I really don't need to be here.
In the can, man, makin' bacon ain't my bag.
In the can, man, damn, this blanket's a rag.

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