Bandit Country

I don't think that we'll last as burns

But as brigands we can give it a try

Trudging through life's distraction

Here's to some mud in your eyes

Meander in a three dimensional world

In a salad bowl of racial genes

She's knitting my doom with a hook for a hand

And a smirk that's so pristine

Dirt thick as cake batter

Covering wounds and skin

Mother Mary our common thread

And next of kin

Wake up quick

Wake up sick

Bandit bandit

On easy street

A prude beneath my rapist fur

Sweet as a bag of splendor

Quite at home in bandit country

Always told smug aren't ya

To strangers I'm adored to ignored

From pity to pure disgust

We lay in pollute this makeshift bed

But we never ever ride the bus

Fierce like a badger

Snapping from a case of rabies

The launching pad to deliver this load

Is all I see

Wake up quick

Wake up sick

Bandit bandit

King of the street

MIA is my partner in crime

She doesn't feel safe from herself

It's a beautiful twosome that we male

As we fold another hand we've been dealt

Scum of the nation

Scattered and poor

Calls of support are muted

But never premature

Wake up quick

Wake up sick

Bandit bandit

Ain't easy

Bandit bandit

Someone king me

Bandit bandit

Bandit bandit

Bandit of the street