300 crimes, only admit to one

They've been charging me slowly

Police they don't know me

My kids are on the run

Objection your honor, relevance? sustained

I've never worn cologne before

I do not know MS Paint

My kids are on the run

Bazillion megahearts, her space is running low

Storing all the memories of you and me from the get go

My kids are on the run

I'm floating the world wide web

I'm Sparrow she's my boat

I LOVE THE INTERNET

Electrosmog's my alcohol

My kids are on the run

Computer Love

National Intelligence banging on the door

Should destroy the evidence my love is growing more

I can't leave my ladyboard we've never been apart

Will I ever see her again?

No visiting hours

It breaks my heart