Take A Bite Out Of Crime:

I stand at the roadside
My big mouth wide open,
Always on one leg
My others are broken.

With my ears in the breeze
Come raindrops or sunshine,
To bring you the gossip
Of yesterday's daily grind.

I work for the rural Counties
With state issued uniforms,
That musky ole mossgreen
And company name on my arms.

Since I can hardly hear a thing
Over those loud dogs barking,
Or I'm blocked from my delivery
From some lady double parking.

I'm not moving one muscle
That's why they pay you,
To invade my personal space
And then do what you do.

I'm nowhere like the others
Holding out little red thumbs,
With each second that passes
Their hearts beat like a drum.

I hope we meet again soon
Yeah same time same place,
If there's nothing bad to know
I'll have a smile on my face.

For I'm a man on a mission
To take a bite out of crime,
And I'm making a difference
One opened mouth at a time.