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Bent at the knees, a last resort
Backfired and made things worse
Once on the bus, it was quite possible
Youd be the jailhouse queen
Jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end right now
I cant drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
Focusing in, details a must
Trying to make each one count
All on your fingers stopping at ten
Magistrate keyed in now
Jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end right now
I cant drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
I cant drive straight
Counting your fake frowns
We cant keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
We cant keep your interest now
Increasing pixels and sound
Jury and judge were screaming to hang
You spat the sweat from brow
He shrugged his shoulders, nothing would work
It had to end now