Another victim in a war on drugs

And everybody else around just shrugs

Another scum bag is now dead

We don’t need his drugged out head

But this old man without his hearing aid

Wasn’t the target of tonight’s drug raid

They charged the wrong house and beat down the door

And the man saw their shadows creeping on the floor

He’s reaching for his gun cuz it’s his right to be armed

Protecting his domain and trying not to be harmed

Swat police are calling him from out in the hall

But he’s hard of hearing, he can’t make it out at all

Swat break down the door and he fires off a round

Before he sees his mistake he’s shot dead to the ground

The gun smoke clears and no one makes a sound

Another junkie dead, but no drugs could be found

Cops bag the body of the newly deceased

And begin to work on their official press release

To explain a victim in a war against victimless crime

To explain that the killing is a good use of time

It’s hard to believe that such a careless mistake

Could happen in such a civilized place

A victim in a war against victimless crimes

An irony that’s been played out a million times

Another victim in a war on drugs

And everybody else around just shrugs

Another scum bag is now dead

We don’t need his drugged out head

But this Hispanic watching his TV

Wasn’t the target of the state P.D.

They charged the wrong house and beat down the door

And the man saw their shadows creeping on the floor