Lyrics Rodney Carrington

Rodney Carrington

Shoot The Interrogator, Rodney!

Ready... aim... interrogate!

Shoot the interrogator - get ready to crumble

Run all the way to daylight no matter everyone else might tumble

Race to the alter, chase those dumb fugitives

The interrogator is the person

Who asks all those dangerously ridiculous questions

Somebody else might or might not give

Ready... aim... interrogate!

Shoot the politicians who get caught in crosshairs

Whoever takes a stand should the last real man stand up right there

Make a run to the supermarket and blow up the manager's face

Be sure to gun down the rookie cops from Tennessee

Remove a can of soda gradually

And let the chief of police vanish without a trace

Ready... aim... interrogate!

Corss-examind the criminal evidence

Ask the question, demand an answer

Because, when it's comes to solving bizarre, strange murder mysteries is

Knowing when to be the common defender

Ready... aim... interrogate!

Ready... aim... interrogate!

Ready... aim... interrogate!

Ready... aim... interrogate!