Criminals

I am a man
You are a boy
I am important
You're a human toy
Yet here I think
How better it could be
If you were to drop dead
Or get lost at sea

I don't wanna know
Where your mother's married
I just need to know
Where the body's buried

Criminals on the wing
Criminals on the wing
Oh no, Criminals

I just bought a knife
It was on sale
It can cut veggies
Or even pick a nail
Or so that's what I say
To keep me out of jail
My mind's goin' crazy
And I don't wanna go, to hell

I don't wanna know
Where the mother's married
I just need to know
Where the bodies buried
Buried, buried, buried, buried

Criminals on the wing
Criminals on the wing
Oh, no, Criminals

The last thing you'll hear me sing
Is criminals on the wing

Flying right to, you



Credits
Writer(s): Jordan Ball
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