Five State Drive TX - Crime Doesn't Pay Taxes

When I was 10 they asked me what I wanted to be when I grew up
And for once I knew
I seriously knew
I wanted to be a career criminal
My life of crime
Well it started small
I borrowed a cup of sugar from my neighbor that I never returned
I ran with scissors
I pulled a girl's hair
I cussed in church
I knew it was serious
When I stole my first candy bar
I knew there was no turning back
I was hardcore
A thug
Streetwise
It would take more than McGruff to take a bite out of me
And yet I stopped
The urge to steal was gone
What's mine was mine
And what's yours
Well you can keep it chump
I'm 21 now
And after three years slaving away for Corporate America
I feel something reawakening inside me
Yesterday I made some long distance calls from my desk at work
I stole a stapler and some paper clips
I claimed six dependents on my tax return
I sped everywhere
I even stole the chords in this song
I may be bad but I feel good

Written by:
George Hickman, James Holland

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