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My grandpa was a gangster,
My Pops was an evil bandit,
Under reefs Stratocaster
Skull shoe tread.

Quietly laundered loot,
We spend on women and wine.
At the trial, denied guilt,
It was like in a movie nuarny.

And I sat on the bench,
I wait for gray hair
At Pops, my grandfather and all the rest,
To continue the family business.

But I grew up with the soul clean
Became friends I'm a pacifist
In the basement with a friend whispered Basil:
"No violence! No violence! ".

To be proud of his father and grandfather
Not needed Knuckles:
Thanks to the twenty-first century,
Repostnul obscene content.

I looked that banned
And there was a criminal authority
While outside the bandits on the loose
Shredding knife man.