Do you hate your job? Do you want to jack it in? Call the boss a jerk Or are things OK?
Me I can't complain Get up when I wanna do Bend some little rules, get things my way In my defense I can only retort I live by the principal: '"I just don't get caught"
Blackjack Illywack This dog makes no bones
Hey I see life's a compromise Want to win the lottery Opportunity. It's time to make hay Circumstance demands flexible morality We can sort it out upon judgment day This fundamental is second to none The imperative: simply just don't get caught
Blackjack Illywack This dog makes no bones
See Bob le Flambeau was a hero of mine Sworn gambler who loved women and wine He took the casino for all it was worth When he got busted Bob smiled as he cursed
So if the ends aren't justifying the means Then ask yourself if they outweigh them at least
See him go to work School boy with the runny nose Wound up like a clock Living each day This I understand Stalwarts of this noble land Grimly knuckle down, to make that thing pay
In my experience, which can be bought The only ones innocent just don't get caught
Blackjack Illywack This dog makes no bones
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