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 f*ckin' killin' you
(Now what would you do)
They're cold-blooded killin' you
(What would you do)
They're just f*ckin' 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
Jesse Jocko James - ... The Harder They Fall Lyrics
Jesse Jocko James - ... The Harder They Fall Lyrics
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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 f*ckin' killin' you
(Now what would you do)
They're cold-blooded killin' you
(What would you do)
They're just f*ckin' 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
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 f*ckin' killin' you
(Now what would you do)
They're cold-blooded killin' you
(What would you do)
They're just f*ckin' 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
Writer: Jesse Robitaille
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