In
the hour
A
crook still hangs on
The
doors are slowly closed
He
has triggered the alarm
Maybe
he hasn't heard the bells
Once
the alarm goes off in the distance
The
police will swing into action
In
the hour
The
tainted followers
Hanging
out to get more
The
loot they dream
Once
they had it so good!
In
the hour
Everything
will be changed
The
bad will be locked up
The
shame for families and friends
In
the hour
The
wheel of justice will begin
Every
knot will be untied
The
bad will face justice
The
Bamboo River will sing
Bang
the gates and grilled doors
It
will dance to the new recruits
A
song the crooks will never forget
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