Let's return to childhood, one last time.
Yes, we've been messed with,
but not defeated in our defiance.
Let's get back to where we were at age 11.
We're just two teenagers,
a night on the town, a car that is hot.
guns that are smoking, youth that is kicking.
Our hormones runneth over
Let's rob a bank, you and me.
Hands up, this one's for practice.
Nobody move, nobody gets hurt,
dozen always turn out like you figure.
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