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Spread 'em

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Spread 'em

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Allright, hands up, better yet, hit the dirt

Pervert, nobody moves, nobody gets hurt

It's a bust, gonna tear this place apart and dust for prints

We're not looking just for hints, now it's the judge you must convince

The unjust and untrue, there's nowhere to run to.

Your dead stranded, Surrender, we caught you red handed

Put your clothes back on, slowly, drop the junk

No funny stuff, caught the punk, hurry up, and pop the trunk

Scumbags, cum rags, hard drugs and loaded weapons

Harry, Dick and Tom, a ticking bomb that could explode in seconds

Tweed geeks, speed freaks, push the limits, up the bids

Rebel's without causes, the dishonest corruptive kids

Pleasure seekers with leather sneakers, loud music and underwear,

Inside out, they have a hidout, and I wonder wear

Fooled by the gear and the camera, veneer and the glamour

Now your lookin at a year in the slammer,

Spread 'em

Up against the wall, loverboy

Spread 'em

Wider, Wider now

Spread 'em

Up against the wall, sweet checks

Spread 'em

No funny stuff

Allright, reach for the sky and no surprises,

Tough guys, hand over your supplies and disguises,

Cash from the porn stash, erratic behavoiur, spastic motion

Fake mustaches, hair products and magic potions

Strip search, stand tough, here comes the handcuffs,

Suspicion, your in no position to demand stuff

It's your own fault, you get one phone call on the journey

To the big house, stakemounth, you got a right to an attorney

Guns are the best tool, billy club is less cruel

Criminals that dress cool, turn the city into a cesspool

Killer with a chainsaw, sang fois, wondergirl

Bare naked, drug addict, drawn into the underworld

It's a cryin' shame, pointing fingers, bad guys, denying blame

Playing a violent game, live fast, die in vain,

It's your town, under siege, out of focus in the foreground

Dragnet, search warrant, breaking the door down

Spread 'em

Up against the wall, toots

Spread 'em

Wider,

That's right spread 'em

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