Hey Mr. Jack
Is that the mouthwash in your eyes
Hey Mr. Jack
Is that the cause of your surprise

Hey, where you at
On the side of the freeway in the car
Hey where you at
On the side of the freeway in the car
In the car
On the side of the freeway in the . . .

Hey Mr. Jack
Is that the trick of your disguise
Hey Mr. Jack
Is that the cause of your demise

Hey where you at
On the side of the freeway in the car
Hey where you at
On the side of the freeway in the car
In the car, in the car, in the car

Seven a.m. morning, came to take us away
Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads
Seven a.m. morning, came to take us away
Little men, big guns, pointed at our heads
At our, at our heads

Your prospect of living gone
You ran the light at dawn
Protectors on your back
Lights are on their track
You must now face authority
You're nothing like me
You must now face authority
You're nothing like me

Put you hands up, get out of the car
Put you hands up, get out of the car
Put you hands up, get out of the car

Fuck you, pig
Fuck you, pig
Fuck you, pig
Fuck you, pig
Put you hands up, get out of the car


Lyrics submitted by TheDirge, edited by Mellow_Harsher

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