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We had our bikes And wearing Spandex Three of us, my brother and my cousin named Josh At Crater Lake with California license plates A Prius and an energy bar In my fatigue, I turned the key And drove the car like a frisbee on a methadone high And just my luck, a Ranger in a pick-up truck Appeared as the image of God And I don't like to start a fight The Ranger rolled with his hands on his gun He gave us shit, and made us sit On the curb with our back to the terminal sun What price would I pay To reverse my fate? Old man of thе lake Have a laugh at us now (Coo-Coo-Coo) My brother said "don't givе him trouble" As he made a remark at the officer's back The Ranger reached and swung his gun around My brother went down like a domino pack Letras de cancionesAnd like a dream the Ranger screamed "Put your hands on your head Keep them where I can see them" He cuffed 'em off And fucked 'em up With a laugh while we sat With our hands on the curb What wish could I call From the witches cauldron? Old man of the lake Have a laugh at us now (Coo-Coo-Coo) (Coo-Coo-Coo) Old man of the lake Have a laugh at us now (Coo-Coo-Coo) (Coo-Coo-Coo) Old man of the lake Have a laugh at us now (Coo-Coo-Coo) From Letras Mania