Album Name : Bottle Rockets and the Brooklyn Side
Release Date : 2013-11-19
Song Duration : 2:57
Bottle Rockets Radar Gun
Straight from 12th grade into junior college
Buddy, buddy, buddy I passed my exam
They’re making me a law enforcement person
Got me a gun and a badge, I’m a man
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
43 from where I was sittin’
30 miles an hour is the law of our land
Please remove your license, find your registration
And what is the name of your insurance man?
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
I’m makin’ money and I’m havin’ fun with my
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
With my brand new Radar Gun
You know our Sheriff William Buckburger
Says our mayor’s got a master plan
A new post gun meets the cost of livin’
And one of them stoplights down on Grand
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
I’m makin’ money and I’m havin’ fun with my
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
With my brand new Radar Gun
Schedule 19 on a special election
Got our money problems right in hand
Droppin’ them limits like a hot potato
50 down to 30 oh man, oh man
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
I’m makin’ money and I’m havin’ fun with my
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
With my brand new Radar Gun
Brand new shiny Simmons Radar Gun
Me and my partner go patrol car crusin’
on the parking lots at the shopping malls
Scanning those dashes, those mirrors and visors,
the little detectors that ruin it all
Johnny got one on an ’86 T-bird,
Pull up slow just as close as I can
Milli-watt seconds on maximum output,
We’ll dust that puppy with one small blast from my
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
I’m makin’ money and I’m havin’ fun with my
Radar Gun, Radar Gun
With my brand new Radar Gun
