| 作词 : Murphy, Terfry | |
| I tell you there's some | |
| Someone at the door | |
| Alright, hands up, better yet, hit the dirt | |
| Pervert, nobody moves, nobody gets hurt | |
| It's a bust, gonna tear this place apart and dust for prints | |
| We're not looking just for hints, now it's the judge you must convince | |
| The unjust and untrue, there's nowhere to run to | |
| You're dead stranded, surrender, we caught you red handed | |
| Put your clothes back on, slowly, drop the junk | |
| No funny stuff, caught the punk, hurry up and pop the trunk | |
| Scumbags, cum rags, hard drugs and loaded weapons | |
| Harry, Dick and | |
| Tom, a ticking bomb that could explode in seconds | |
| Tweed geeks, speed freaks, push the limits, up the bids | |
| Rebel's without causes, the dishonest corruptive kids | |
| Pleasure seekers with leather sneakers, loud music and underwear | |
| Inside out, they have a hideout and | |
| I wonder wear | |
| Fooled by the gear and the camera, veneer and the glamor | |
| Now you're lookin' at a year in the slammer | |
| Spread 'em | |
| Up against the wall, loverboy | |
| Spread 'em | |
| Wider, wider now | |
| Spread 'em | |
| Up against the wall, sweet cheeks | |
| Spread 'em | |
| No funny stuff | |
| Alright, reach for the sky and no surprises | |
| Tough guys, hand over your supplies and disguises | |
| Cash from the porn stash, erratic behavior, spastic motion | |
| Fake mustaches, hair products and magic potions | |
| Strip search, stand tough, here comes the handcuffs | |
| Suspicion, you're in no position to demand stuff | |
| It's your own fault, you get one phone call on the journey | |
| To the big house, stake mouth, you got a right to an attorney | |
| Guns are the best tool, billy club is less cruel | |
| Criminals that dress cool, turn the city into a cesspool | |
| Killer with a chainsaw, sang fois, wonder girl | |
| Bare naked, drug addict, drawn into the underworld | |
| It's a cryin' shame, pointing fingers, bad guys, denying blame | |
| Playing a violent game, live fast, die in vain | |
| It's your town, under siege, out of focus in the foreground | |
| Dragnet, search warrant, breaking the door down | |
| Spread 'em | |
| Up against the wall, toots | |
| Spread 'em | |
| WiderThat's right, spread 'em |
| zuo ci : Murphy, Terfry | |
| I tell you there' s some | |
| Someone at the door | |
| Alright, hands up, better yet, hit the dirt | |
| Pervert, nobody moves, nobody gets hurt | |
| It' s a bust, gonna tear this place apart and dust for prints | |
| We' re not looking just for hints, now it' s the judge you must convince | |
| The unjust and untrue, there' s nowhere to run to | |
| You' re dead stranded, surrender, we caught you red handed | |
| Put your clothes back on, slowly, drop the junk | |
| No funny stuff, caught the punk, hurry up and pop the trunk | |
| Scumbags, cum rags, hard drugs and loaded weapons | |
| Harry, Dick and | |
| Tom, a ticking bomb that could explode in seconds | |
| Tweed geeks, speed freaks, push the limits, up the bids | |
| Rebel' s without causes, the dishonest corruptive kids | |
| Pleasure seekers with leather sneakers, loud music and underwear | |
| Inside out, they have a hideout and | |
| I wonder wear | |
| Fooled by the gear and the camera, veneer and the glamor | |
| Now you' re lookin' at a year in the slammer | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Up against the wall, loverboy | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Wider, wider now | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Up against the wall, sweet cheeks | |
| Spread ' em | |
| No funny stuff | |
| Alright, reach for the sky and no surprises | |
| Tough guys, hand over your supplies and disguises | |
| Cash from the porn stash, erratic behavior, spastic motion | |
| Fake mustaches, hair products and magic potions | |
| Strip search, stand tough, here comes the handcuffs | |
| Suspicion, you' re in no position to demand stuff | |
| It' s your own fault, you get one phone call on the journey | |
| To the big house, stake mouth, you got a right to an attorney | |
| Guns are the best tool, billy club is less cruel | |
| Criminals that dress cool, turn the city into a cesspool | |
| Killer with a chainsaw, sang fois, wonder girl | |
| Bare naked, drug addict, drawn into the underworld | |
| It' s a cryin' shame, pointing fingers, bad guys, denying blame | |
| Playing a violent game, live fast, die in vain | |
| It' s your town, under siege, out of focus in the foreground | |
| Dragnet, search warrant, breaking the door down | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Up against the wall, toots | |
| Spread ' em | |
| WiderThat' s right, spread ' em |
| zuò cí : Murphy, Terfry | |
| I tell you there' s some | |
| Someone at the door | |
| Alright, hands up, better yet, hit the dirt | |
| Pervert, nobody moves, nobody gets hurt | |
| It' s a bust, gonna tear this place apart and dust for prints | |
| We' re not looking just for hints, now it' s the judge you must convince | |
| The unjust and untrue, there' s nowhere to run to | |
| You' re dead stranded, surrender, we caught you red handed | |
| Put your clothes back on, slowly, drop the junk | |
| No funny stuff, caught the punk, hurry up and pop the trunk | |
| Scumbags, cum rags, hard drugs and loaded weapons | |
| Harry, Dick and | |
| Tom, a ticking bomb that could explode in seconds | |
| Tweed geeks, speed freaks, push the limits, up the bids | |
| Rebel' s without causes, the dishonest corruptive kids | |
| Pleasure seekers with leather sneakers, loud music and underwear | |
| Inside out, they have a hideout and | |
| I wonder wear | |
| Fooled by the gear and the camera, veneer and the glamor | |
| Now you' re lookin' at a year in the slammer | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Up against the wall, loverboy | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Wider, wider now | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Up against the wall, sweet cheeks | |
| Spread ' em | |
| No funny stuff | |
| Alright, reach for the sky and no surprises | |
| Tough guys, hand over your supplies and disguises | |
| Cash from the porn stash, erratic behavior, spastic motion | |
| Fake mustaches, hair products and magic potions | |
| Strip search, stand tough, here comes the handcuffs | |
| Suspicion, you' re in no position to demand stuff | |
| It' s your own fault, you get one phone call on the journey | |
| To the big house, stake mouth, you got a right to an attorney | |
| Guns are the best tool, billy club is less cruel | |
| Criminals that dress cool, turn the city into a cesspool | |
| Killer with a chainsaw, sang fois, wonder girl | |
| Bare naked, drug addict, drawn into the underworld | |
| It' s a cryin' shame, pointing fingers, bad guys, denying blame | |
| Playing a violent game, live fast, die in vain | |
| It' s your town, under siege, out of focus in the foreground | |
| Dragnet, search warrant, breaking the door down | |
| Spread ' em | |
| Up against the wall, toots | |
| Spread ' em | |
| WiderThat' s right, spread ' em |
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