| I make my move when the tower guards are changing
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| Camouflage and evasion
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| One minute later I’m back in your paddy wagon and receiving
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| Re-education!
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| Throw me in cuffs
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| No chance of parole
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| Back in the house
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| Thirty days in the hole
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| Segregate me from the local population
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| Your love is incarceration
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| Hey, no justice to be had
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| You feel me?
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| I’d cop a plea to larceny and public nuisance
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| Conspiracy and sedition
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| But that thing that happened in Chattanooga
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| I’m just asking for forgiveness
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| Throw me in cuffs
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| No chance of parole
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| Back in the house
|
| Thirty days in the hole
|
| Segregate me from the local population
|
| Your love is incarceration
|
| Hey, no justice to be had
|
| You feel me?
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| As to the charges of verbal arson
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| Before the court, hey, how do you plead?
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| As to the charges of getting down
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| Before the court, hey, how do you plead?
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| To all the charges that are laid before me
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| I confess I am guilty in the first degree
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| I dig my way out with a plastic spoon and thimble
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| Hide the dirt in the cages
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| 'Cause that thing that happened in Chattanooga
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| With a garden hose and Yellow Pages
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| Throw me in cuffs
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| No chance of parole
|
| Back in the house
|
| Thirty days in the hole
|
| Segregate me from the local population
|
| Your love is incarceration
|
| Hey, no justice to be had
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| Hey, no justice to be had |