Breakin' the Law

I can never place the name with the face...

I can never place the name with the face

Don't touch me

Don't touch me up to the tees by the numbers

It's not much but I'm going under

It's not much but I'm going under

It's not much but I'm going under

Liar, liar, everything's on fire

So I don't want to hear how you crossed the wires

Don't touch me

Don't touch me up, watch, I'll take it to the river

You'll come too, little Indian giver

You'll come too, little Indian giver

You'll come too, little Indian giver

So give us the keys now, we'll burn this hall of justice down

Around the ankles or just to the ground

Hats off to the city fathers, they're no longer a hundred feet tall

They're no longer, no longer -- and we're just here another hundred feet stronger