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When I'm nailed
I am gonna go to jail
stormy whether
if I ain't got my act together
I'm lookin' at hard time
oh, yeah
I been bad
gloom and misery are everywhere
stormy whether, stormy whether
when Bob Mueller puts it all together
oh, I'm lookin' at hard time
hard time, I'm lookin' at hard time
when I'm put away
the Feds'll come and get me
oh and if I stay away
bad prison food's gonna get me
all I do is pray
they'll maybe let me
order Big Macs once more
oh, I want Roy Cohn, want Roy Cohn, want Roy Cohn
I miss tweeting on my phone
stormy whether, stormy whether
since Bob Mueller's has me on his tether
he's gaining all of the time
oh, he's gaining all of the time
oh, yeah, yeah, yeah, gaining all of the time
stormy, stormy,
stormy whether
yeah