My hands shake,
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And they long to be held in the cold,
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Cause the winters are hell when it snows,
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'till the bodies are covered in,
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60 years of crime in my family,
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Like my father and his before me,
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Black cause the lonely hand
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But they threw their hearts,
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Into the sea,
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Now they will beat forever,
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With the bodies of their enemies,
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Cause they threw their hearts,
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Into the sea,
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Now they will beat forever,
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With the bodies of their enemies,
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Ive been told,
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That the worlds greatest heist will unfold,
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When the clock strikes 12 and it tolls,
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This time dont stand a chance,
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In my room,
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And the father is at the door,
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His heir and the next crime lord,
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My hands long to be held,
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Ooooooooo, oooooo, ooooo
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A Lesson In Crime
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| Tokyo Police Club |
