"High on the Crime" as written by Thomas Seltzer, Rune Gronn, Christer Engen, Hans Dyvik, Pal Kjaernes and Knut Schreiner....
When you're bored and you need a kick
When you're hot and your fingers itch
Don't want to go to work again ever no more, boy

Every night when I'm on the prowl
My brain is burning then I want it all
Don't ever want to pay for anything anymore, boy

Just grab it 'cause it's yours and the empire's dying
Just grab the stuff and hit the door
And you'll be high on the crime, high on the crime
Come on

So come on, come on
Grab your booty and you're on the are you-hun
Come on, come on
Get your buzz on, and the heat is on

Loot, Loot, Shoot, Shoot
Loot, Loot, Shoot, Shoot

All you guards that I got out past
Tell your boss he can invoice my ass
The speed slowed me down but I'm still smartest in my class, boy
Whatever

When your mommy is to cold to buy your pills
And your daddy ain't around to pay your bills
I've been hungry, but not enough to kill, boy

Just grab it 'cause it's yours and the empire's dying
Just grab the stuff and hit the door
And you'll be high on the crime, high on the crime
Come on

So come on, come on
Grab your booty and you're on the are you-hun
Come on, come on
Get your buzz on, and the heat is on
So come on, come on
Grab your booty and you're on the run
Come on, come on
Quick you dirty rat shake your buns

Loot, Loot, Shoot, Shoot
Loot, Loot, Shoot, Shoot


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"High on the Crime" as written by Hans Dyvik Christer Engen

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