| 7059 |
Let's go set something on fire. Let's go shoot some pigs. |
Beck, |
Let's Go Moon Some Cars |
| 7060 |
Looking so cool, his greed is hard to conceal, he's fresh out of law school, you gave him a license to steal. |
Al Stewart, |
License to Steal |
| 7061 |
Men commit murder and all sorts of mayhem, in a few years they're back on the streets. Highway robbery and white collar crime, and they laugh at the system they beat. |
Waylon Jennings, |
Out Of Jail |
| 7062 |
Movin' fast, doing 95. Hit top speed, but I'm still moving much too slow. |
KISS, |
Detroit Rock City |
| 7063 |
Murder by numbers 1,2,3, it's as easy to learn as your ABCs. |
The Police, |
Murder By Numbers |
| 7064 |
My cellmate's raped on the norm, and passed around the dorm, you can hear his asshole getting torn. |
2 Pac, |
16 And Life |
| 7065 |
My Maserati does 185, I lost my license, now I don't drive. |
Joe Walsh, |
Life's Been Good |
| 7066 |
Now I'm back on the chain gang. |
The Pretenders, |
Back On The Chain Gang |
| 7067 |
Number 47 said to number 3, you're the cutest jailbird I ever did see. |
Elvis Presley, |
Jailhouse Rock |
| 7068 |
Obeying no law but our own, violence is what we promote. |
Exodus, |
Choose Your Weapon |
| 7069 |
Off in the coupe, spreadin' the loot with my family and friends, and my closest of kin. |
Nelly, |
Number 1 |
| 7070 |
Ooh, ah, ooh, ah, that's the sound of the men working on the chain gang. |
Sam Cooke, |
Chain Gang |
| 7071 |
Our criminal institutions are full of creeps like you who do wrong things, and many of them were driven to these crimes by the horrible force called music. |
Frank Zappa, |
Entrance Of The Central Scrutinizer |
| 7072 |
Outside I was hailing a taxi, I got one this time without fail. It sported a star, I never got far, was only three blocks to the jail. |
Johnny Bond, Sick, Sober, |
And Sorry |
| 7073 |
Pick-up a hooker, take her for a little ride. But get sucked off on the side. |
Pantera, |
The Badge |
| 7074 |
Prison, babe, the sheriff's on my trail, and if he catches up to me, I'll be spending my life in jail. |
Grateful Dead, |
Friend Of The Devil |
| 7075 |
Put all the pervs in jail, bring back the birch and cat-o-nine tails. |
The Kinks, |
Shepherds Of The Nation |
| 7076 |
Ran out of bullets and still had static, grabbed a pregnant lady and out the automatic. Pointed at her head and said the gun was full of lead, he told the cops, back off or honey here's dead. |
Slick Rick, |
Childrens Story |
| 7077 |
Release in sodomy, the one sweet moment I'm home. I do unto you now what has been done to me. |
Tool, |
Prison Sex |
| 7078 |
Running around robbing banks, all whacked off on Scooby Doo snacks. |
Fun Loving Criminals, |
Scooby Snacks |