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You stole from boy scouts, nuns, and banks!
Oh don't blame me, blame my upbringing; Please stop sinning while im singing. (Brass break)
Selling bootlegs tapes is wrong, musicians need that income to survive.
-Hey bender! Gonna makes some noise, with your harddrive scratched by the beas-tie boys! (disk being scratched).... Thats whatcha-whatcha-whatcha get, on level 5.
I dont feel well; It's up to us to rescue to him.
Mabye he likes it here in hell; It's us who tempted him to sin.
Mabye he's back at the motel.
Comon fry don't be scared, im sure at least one of us will be spared.
So just sit back enjoy the ride; My ass has blisters from the slide. (Orchestral break)
Fencing diamonds, fixing cockfights, publishing indecent magazines; You'll pay for every crime, Knee deep in electric slime. You'll suffer till the end of time.
Enduring tortures- Most of which rhyme- Trapped forever!
Here in robot Helllllllllllllllllll!!!!!!!!