6up 5oh Copout (Pro / Con) [Remastered]

作曲 : William Joseph Colligan

Yeah!

Six up, five oh, pigs come, I cop 'n' go

The blotter shows they got me on the rocks like Galapagos

Good luck finding critters creepy as me

They shoulda fried me, I'll give ya PTSD

Vodka shots droppin' down the throat

that they been stompin' on

Cockin' guns, lockin' up, the quota's all for shock 'n' awe

Drivin's tirin', and I been hotwirin'

To make my getaway from the jailbreak riot and

Cellmates scrapin' upon the bricks in the basement

Tryin' to escape this probation generation

Too late, crazy ****er's gotta do the time

Committed to the mental ward, committing all the crimes

I'm alive and kickin' 'til the split ends fray

Maybe plead insane, guilty, but I'm not to blame

I'm a slave to the main vein, sprayin' on the mainframe

Suffering the infrastructure, hoping I can maintain

Oh, how I know, how I go, how I go

Ask me a question, the answer I know

Yes or no options don't weigh out, and so

I don't ever see the cons and the pros

You bear a striking resemblance

(Some kind of semblance of somethin' I been rememberin'

You appear familiar, dear

(You look just like my bathroom mirror)

Please, policeman, no heel to toe

Oh please, let me go

Please, policeman, is it a test?

I won't know 'til I'm under arrest

...

The drunk tank's blood red, junkie's gonna relapse

Some think punk's dead, me, I don't believe that

Rock 'n' roll gatherin' the moss 'til I be that

Lichen coated boulder, make you slip, bust your kneecap

Open on the Amazon, hide the cure for cancer

I'm Lance Armstrong, you're the necromancer

Slash 'n' burn, crash into the 42nd answer

All my fellow skeletons adore the army ants here

Flies on my eyeballs, scabs on my elbows

Heaven knows God's sittin' up there like, "Hell no!"

Only one thing comes to those who wait

It's never too late to embrace your fate!

May death come swiftly and gently to you

Mayhem, cry mayday, and oncoming doom

Save your convictions, they never will do

What you say's at least one six-billionth true!

You bear a striking resemblance

(Some kind of semblance of somethin' I been rememberin')

You appear familiar, dear

(You look just like my bathroom mirror)

Please, policeman, no heel to toe

Oh please, let me go

Please, policeman, is it a test?

I won't know 'til I'm under arrest

...

Am I being detained?

Am I under arrest? (Yes, you are)

Read me my rights, please! (No)

I want my phone call!

Please, policeman, no heel to toe

Oh please, let me go

Please, policeman, is it a test?

I won't know 'til (a-ratatatatatatatata)

Please, policeman, no heel to toe

Oh please, let me go

Please, policeman, is it a test?

I won't know 'til I'm under arrest