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Tick Tock Time Clock

Graveyard Shift.

Rubber Gun.

Took The Bus.

Had Some Fun.

Pulled The Cord

At Every Stop.

Pulled My Piece.

Got The Drop.

Pled The Fifth

Rental Cop.

Factory.

Dark

And

Locked.

Got There

Late And

Punched

The Clock.

Punched It

With My

Rubber Glock.

Got

A

Drink.

Did My

Rounds.

Spent Some

Time In

Lost And

Found.

Took Some

Stuff That

We Could

Hock.

Went Back

Up And

Punched

The Clock.

Tick

Tock.

Time

Clock.

Waiting For

The Bell

To Ring.

My Badge.

My Bling.

Clip

On

Tie.

Head

On

Chest.

Lullaby.

House Arrest.


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