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There’s a dark part of town
Where the girls kick down
And I cannot wait for a chance to go
Wait for a chance to go
I’ve got my bad luck shoes and every excuse
To dance these blues away
Ain’t coming home
I ain’t coming home

Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court

In a dusty room I come to assume
That I’ve been doomed
To lose my mind tonight
To weak to fight
So I try to save face and I rest my case
The judge pulls me aside, says, “C’est la vie
Let your darker side come out to feed”

Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court

“All right
I can’t do sexy”

I commit the crime of wasting time
Always trying to rhyme
Yes, I am guilty
But don’t misunderstand me
I admit defeat then I move my feet
My history will never be repeated
I won’t ever be repeated

Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court

Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court
Shut up, shut up, shut up
Sit up, sit up, sit up
It’s a kangaroo court
A kangaroo court

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