Mind Your P's and Q's
Get on your knees
Bite your tongue
Remember to say please
Because I'm holding a gun
You should know by now
I make the rules
Don't question how
Arguing is for fools
Watch me move
Just sit back down
I've nothing to prove
I run this town
You can try to fight
But I've locked you up
You won't see the light
When you act like a pup
Mind your p's and q's
Don't make a sound
You won't end up on the news
Your body won't be found
*Written on April 30, 2012*
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