A group of thugs
All hooked on drugs
Knocked over a store
Lookin' to score
Some were too high
And their plans went awry
When a copter from the sky
Alerted the cops
Determined to stop their crime
None of them wanted to do no time
So guns were drawn
When they stepped on the lawn
Flying lead
Meant many fell dead
One got away
But, a year to the day
While wearing a truss
He got hit by a bus...
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