Dead Winter Carpenters - Long Arm of the Law | Текст песни

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The house is for sale.
The money's all spent.
Now the long arm of the law's comin' round again.

I had goods for sale,
Salt of the Earth.
The man upstairs left it outside of my door first.

I've been robbin' and stealin.'
I've been picklin' jars.
On a snagged hook reelin',
Avoiding the charge.

I gotta go,
I can't think straight,
Yeah, I gotta go,
Go and set the record straight.

At the break of dawn,
Nevada state line,
Cruising past a U-Turn,
I'm doing 65.

Sure as the day is long,
He's following me.
He said 'Son, you can't play music here unless you pay a fee!"

I've been robbin' and stealin.'
I've been driving slow cars,
Trying to get away,
Pickin' my guitar.

I gotta go,
I can't think straight,
Yeah, I gotta go,
Go and set the record straight.

Whoa-oh-oh.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Whoa
Whoa-oh-oh.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Whoa

I'm gonna hop a boat,
Gonna cut it free,
Point it on north, Oh Lord,
Come steal this misery.

I'm gonna set it sail,
Toward the open sea,
Find a little hideaway,
Where ain't nobody can bother me.

I've been robbin' and stealin.'
I've been picklin' jars,
Trying to get away,
Pickin' my guitar.

I gotta go,
I can't think straight,
Yeah, I gotta go,
Go and set the record straight.

Whoa-oh-oh.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Whoa
Whoa-oh-oh.
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-Whoa

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