You can try holding up a payroll with your pants around your ankles,
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And a darkened plastic bag over your head,
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Tied on real tightly.
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Put sugar in the gas tank of your flat-tired getaway car,
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With an amputated arsehole at the wheel.
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You can't tell me that it's a real steal.
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And you will fail, You'll go to jail.
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Try to viciously attack a Newtown Jets half backer,
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With both hands and legs tied behind your back,
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and a sultry shade of lipstick on your mouth,
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And if you somehow make it out,
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Call his mum a hooker on the way.
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Well today is really not your day.
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Try saving all the trees, or free the refuges.
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Or prove you're not a coward by killing Johnny Howard.
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Murder all the Racists, welcome blokes from other places.
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Force everyone to stop eating meat.
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I wouldn't bother getting off your seat.
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I wouldn't bother trying you'll just end up doing time.
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And if you want to make a difference you'll just end up in a prison,
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Getting buggered every time you go to sleep.
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You'll Go To Jail
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| Frenzal Rhomb |
