The Decemberists Lyrics
13. The Perfect Crime #1
Two, three, four! I got a gun, I got a girl I got a bullet-proof plan to pull The perfect crime I got the perfect crime I got a warehouse down at the docks I got fifteen precincts of cops bought The perfect crime I got the perfect crime You got to get your clock locked Get your stopwatch synchronized You got to get it so you can't put a pin through your alibi To pull the perfect crime To pull the perfect crime Bu-bu-bu bah I got a guy bought on the inside I got a night guard gagged and hog-tied The perfect crime This is the perfect crime I got a brain, I got the brawn I got all the proper papers for the gendarme The perfect crime C'est ca the perfect crime I got the mob boss bought I got a letter from the DEA I got a mockup of the lockup Where they stock up all their fucking change To pull this perfect crime This is the perfect crime Bu-bu-bu bah We hit a snag when we tripped the alarm Because the dock side specs have been tipped off in time To this perfect crime Call out the dogs, call out the cops We caught the deputy officer Cold-cock or we'll do time For this perfect crime So we ran around town with the cops stepping on our tails Because we'd rather break depth then a French fuck in county jail Just for the perfect crime For the perfect crime This is the perfect crime
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