Jesse Jocko James - ... The Harder They Fall

Doin' nothing, and saying nothing
Changes nothing, so do something
If a man can't breathe when your knees are on him
And the man starts screaming about breathing problems
And you're just a cop, who stopped this man
From selling cigarettes to his family and friends
You're just a pig and that's what you do
You're just a pig and I'm sick of you

The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Once you stand tall they come crumbling down
The bigger they are, the harder they fall

He's not resisting, resisting, resisting
Now you know it's true, he did nothing to you
You probably coulda saved him, he probably coulda lived
But you were too worried about stopping that filming
Now what would you do if the truth was no good

They're just fuckin' killin' you
(Now what would you do)
They're cold-blooded killin' you
(What would you do)
They're just fuckin' killin' you
(Now what would you do)
They're cold-blooded killin' you

The bigger they are, the harder they fall
Once you stand tall they come crumbling down
The bigger they are, the harder they fall

Written by:
Jesse Robitaille

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