Breakin' the Law

I can never place the name with the face I can never place the name with the face Don't touch me, don't touch me up To the tee, by the numbers It's not much but I'm going under It's not much but I'm going under It's not much but I'm going under Liar, liar, everything's on fire So I don't want to hear how you crossed the wires Don't touch me, don't touch me up Watch, I'll take it to the river You'll come to, little Indian giver You'll come to, little Indian giver You'll come to, little Indian giver So give us the keys now We'll burn this Hall of Justice down Around the ankles or just to the ground Hats off to the city fathers They're no longer a hundred feet tall They're no longer, no longer And we're just here Another hundred feet stronger Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah Yeah, yeah