Breakin’ the Law

I can never place the name with the face
I can never place the name with the face
Don't touch me, don't touch me up
Do the tease 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 wire
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
You'll come too, little Indian giver

So give us the keys, now
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
We're just here another hundred feet stronger