Frenzal Rhomb You`ll Go To Jail Lyrics

You`ll Go To Jail Lyrics



You can try holding up a payroll with your pants around your ankles,

And a darkened plastic bag over your head, 

Tied on real tightly.

Put sugar in the gas tank of your flat-tired getaway car, 

With an amputated arsehole at the wheel.

You can't tell me that it's a real steal.



And you will fail, You'll go to jail.



Try to viciously attack a Newtown Jets half backer,

With both hands and legs tied behind your back, 

and a sultry shade of lipstick on your mouth,

And if you somehow make it out, 

Call his mum a hooker on the way. 

Well today is really not your day.



Try saving all the trees, or free the refuges. 

Or prove you're not a coward by killing Johnny Howard. 

Murder all the Racists, welcome blokes from other places.

Force everyone to stop eating meat. 

I wouldn't bother getting off your seat.

I wouldn't bother trying you'll just end up doing time. 

And if you want to make a difference you'll just end up in a prison, 

Getting buggered every time you go to sleep.