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Bắt đầu làm bài nào

Mama's mimeos
on the stereo
Singing 'bout
Bugs in the
Big
Be
Bet you know
You a danger to the nation
and seizure
Buy yourself a
We you're a member
Saw you cover
Are you evidence
None of this makes any

called the FBI
I had to
Called the g-men, t-men, see you at the men
'em I was hiding here
They could fingerprint my
They'd tear my apart
'Cause ain't no place for a face to
god and the FBI

Commies,
Reds at the
Foreign
elevators
J. hoover in a pink tutu
Investigating who thinks like you
to the fifties
You look a little

They the FBI
I had to
the g-men, t-men, see you at the scene men
Told 'em I was here
could fingerprint my heart
Tear my apart
no hole for a soul to hide
god and the FBI

Stay flat, rat
a proletariat
Stalin was a
Washington is it's at
politician
Is a of ambition
me, hide you
Better hide the too
We an interview
How have you been a jew
We can make you
is no alibi

They the FBI
I had to
Called the g-men, t-men, see you at the men
Told 'em I was hiding
Fingerprint my
my world apart
'Cause ain't no place for a face to
god and the FBI