A.T.Z - Nunpuncher On The Run

Let me tell a story about a man on the run
He was packed and loaded, with over a ton
Fuzz on his tail all carrying guns
He can't give in, until he has won
Nunpuncher on the run
You don't want to know how he got his name
Living fast getting cash all for the fame
His pants were off, he has no shame
Raised by Tom and Jerry, they're sure to blame

Roaming the outback, he can't back
In his mind he is on the right track
Going too fast, trying to yak
Giving up now would just be wack
Nunpuncher on the run

50 more kilometers to reach home base
He's got the goods and he's on good pace
A life full trouble he hopes to erase
But the cops on his tail he must first face
One punch two punch they can't take him down
Next thing you know there was every cop in town
So he hit the bike, then he hit the street
Cops couldn't catch up and knew they were beat
Nunpuncher on the run

Written by:
Alexander Triestman

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