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                                        Hey Mr. Jack
                                        Is that the mouthwash in your eyes?
                                        Hey Mr. Jack
                                        Is that the cause of your surprise?
                                        Hey, where you at?
                                        On the side of the freeway in the car
                                        Hey, where you at?
                                        On the side of the freeway in the car
                                        In the car
                                        On the side of the freeway in the
                                        
                                        Hey, Mr. Jack (hey!)
                                        Is that the trick of your disguise?
                                        Hey Mr. Jack
                                        Is that the cause of your demise?
                                        Hey, where you at?
                                        On the side of the freeway in the car
                                        Hey, where you at?
                                        On the side of the freeway in the car
                                        In the car
                                        On the side of the freeway in the car!
                                        In the car!
                                        On the side of freeway in the
                                        
                                        7:00 a.m. morning
                                        Came to take us away
                                        Little men, big guns
                                        Pointed at our heads
                                        
                                        7:00 a.m. morning
                                        Came to take us away
                                        Little men, big guns
                                        Pointed at our-
                                        
                                        Heads
                                        At our!
                                        At our heads!
                                        
                                        You prospect of living gone
                                        You ran at the light of dawn
                                        Protectors on your back
                                        Lights are on your track
                                        
                                        You must now face authority
                                        You're nothing like me!
                                        You must now face authority
                                        You're nothing like me!
                                        
                                        Put your hands up!
                                        Get out of the car!
                                        Put your hands up!
                                        Get out of the car!
                                        Put your hands up!
                                        Get out of the car!
                                        Fuck you pig!
                                        Fuck you pig!
                                        Fuck you pig!
                                        Fuck you pig!
                                        Put your hands up!
                                        Get out of the car!