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I figured out good guys with bullets are really quite bad
The truth will come out, stop, look and listen before you've been had
The magic policemen, they don't need a reason to color your eyes
I hear them sneaking through laws that
Should keep them from coming inside
Oh, thieves in the choir with long flowing robes
They'll let you in a candle if you're feeling alone
And really put on quite a show
You ought to go
I thought it out, my lawyer carries a tune pretty good
I told him about friends who were beaten in my neighborhood
The magic policemen, they don't need a reason to make you die
Well, I've heard them talking through
Bars that are locking me up for my crime
Oh, thieves in the choir with long flowing robes
They'll let you in a candle if you're feeling alone
And really put on quite a show
You ought to go
Our leader has spoken
He wants to be friends
Our bombs are still falling
He's running again
He must have been joking
The magic policemen, they don't need a reason to make you die
I hear them talking through bars that are locking me up for my crime
Oh, thieves in the choir with long flowing robes
They'll let you in a candle if you're feeling alone
And really put on quite a show
You ought to go