Snoop John A.

He's come in: the snoop John A.,
To take your rights away.
He will nauseate you when he drones.
Slinkin' all night.
He will steal your rights—
After he's broken
Into your own home.

CHORUS
He hoisted a prudish sail
So eyes wouldn't be assailed
By Justice jugs made of brass—
Gave him a bone, gave him a bone.
You can't be alone, nah, nah,
Because he wants to break
Into your own home.

This AG is a skunk
He'll break in after he's slunk.
This "constable" gives law enforcement a bad name.
Share things by phone,
And he won't leave you alone, nah nah.
'Cause he wants to break
Into your own home.

CHORUS

"Habeas corpus? That's sh*t!"
He's torn up all of the writs.
You can bet that this guy loves just loves kiddie porn.
You can send him home—
When you're in the booth alone.
This is the worst sh*t since Meese has been gone.