It said quarter to five But it was quarter to ass You thought your plumbing was safe But your jeans were half-mast Another coin down the drain Now that's some change that won't last
Twenty-five cents at a time He's taking our souls Government man can't help We're all alone Are you feeling the breeze? Did you pull your belt tight? You know that it's wrong You know that it's right
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Out of the shadows, down the coin goes Why, oh, why d'you suppose? (Only the Bandit knows)
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh A-S-S C-R-A-C-K Bandit Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh A-S-S C-R-A-C-K can't stand it
Coins on the sidewalk, coins in the palm of my hand Coins in the ass crack or the eyes of a dead man Drawn from the shadows, quartered by fate He's the Ass Crack Bandit, enemy of the state
Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh A-S-S C-R-A-C-K Bandit Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh A-S-S C-R-A-C-K can't stand it Whoa-oh-oh-oh, whoa, whoa-oh-oh-oh A-S-S C-R-A-C-K
He'll give you no quarter, but he'll... give you *a* quarter The government just takes your change away Maybe we're the crooks, and he's the hero Maybe he's the Messiah, who's to say...
Save yourself a coin for the ferryman Crossing the River Styx of your ass Wipe the smile from your face, kids, 'cause this ain't funny And don't forget your jukebox money!
Can't stand the fear, Can't stand not knowing, Can't stand forever, E·ven·tu·al·ly, we all bend over
In the end, yeah, we all bend over In the end, yeah, we all bend over
Your brothers, your sisters, they all bend over Your friends and enemies, they all bend over You and me, we all bend over The president, we all bend over...