Nr Skip and Jack
Skip and Jack would cut no slack.
When someone crossed theyr'e wires.
They didn't hold back their tough attack.
They'd proceed to slash your tires.
One day when they both fell asleep.
Somebody stole their dreams.
Now when they pray for souls to keep.
They see God in their beams.
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