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Dashing through the snow
In a 4 door chevrolet
o'er the curbs we go
cussin all the way
I can't find the brake
blue lights are in my mirror
I find the clutch and hit fifth gear
as the the cops are coming near!
Fucking pigs, fuckin pigs
They're every fuckin where
hiding on the on ramps
and behind the billboard there
Fuckin pigs, fucking pigs
They're every fucking where
fat old fucks with their doughnuts
and losing all their hair.
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