Breakin' The Law Paroles

Don't touch me up to the tees by the numbers

It's not much but I'm going under

It's not much but I'm going under

It's not much but I'm going under

Liar, Liar, everything's on fire

So I don't want to hear how you crossed the wires

Don't touch me, don't touch me up

Watch, I'll take it to the river

You'll come too, little Indian giver

You'll come too, little Indian giver
We'll burn this hall of justice down

Around the ankles, or just to the ground

Hats off to the city fathers

They're no longer a hundred feet tall

They're no longer, no longer

And we're just here

Another hundred feet stronger