.When we were young we killed the foreign fellows,
They spoke in strange tongues and were brown or yellow.
We'd make mincemeat of 'em and when each one was a corpse,
Then for their killings we'd be heroes, of course.
Well now you're Chief of Police and I am King of Thieves,
And each on.
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