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Crime Story

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Thunder laughs and thunderclaps

The afternoons round here,
Thunder laughs and thunderclaps
Well they’re just like that
The afternoons round here,

Well they’re just like that
I know ya’ don’t spook easy

I know ya’ won’t up and quit
I know ya’ don’t spook easy
Let’s keep it like that
I know ya’ won’t up and quit
Now don’t forget
Let’s keep it like that

Now don’t forget
When you go and make the drop

If he don’t look ya’ in the eye
When you go and make the drop
Well ya’ better just walk
If he don’t look ya’ in the eye

Well ya’ better just walk
Means madness is takin’ over

Madness is in charge
Means madness is takin’ over
It’s come out of the woodwork
Madness is in charge
Madness-at-large
It’s come out of the woodwork

Madness-at-large
Keep things close

Keep the dogs at bay
Keep things close
Just walk on by
Keep the dogs at bay
Story of a crime
Just walk on by
Walk on by
Story of a crime
Story of a crime
Walk on by

Story of a crime
Whole thing sounds harder than it is

Timing’s everything
Whole thing sounds harder than it is
But then you knew that, before I did
Timing’s everything

But then you knew that, before I did
If this turns into a circus

Too much talkin’, too much noise
If this turns into a circus
Walk on by
Too much talkin’, too much noise
Keep holdin’ on to the bag
Walk on by

Keep holdin’ on to the bag
There’s a town on the spanish border

Where you can chill
There’s a town on the spanish border
He’s supposed to tell ya’ about it
Where you can chill
But if he don’t, head for the hills
He’s supposed to tell ya’ about it

But if he don’t, head for the hills
Find some empty olive grove

Where you can stash the car
Find some empty olive grove
Somewhere exotic
Where you can stash the car
Somewhere obscure
Somewhere exotic

Somewhere obscure
Sometimes you do what is wrong

So ya’ won’t do what’s worse
Sometimes you do what is wrong
If ya’ can’t be righteous
So ya’ won’t do what’s worse
At least be careful
If ya’ can’t be righteous
Just cause we feed the flame
At least be careful
Don’t mean we have to got burned
Just cause we feed the flame
Don’t mean we have to got burned

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