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Lyrics to the song Gold Bars and Jaguars

Thursday, October 20th, 2016

GOLD BARS AND JAGUARS
song
Stolen Jags and scrapyard cranes,
Gold rings, Diamonds, and chains,
Balaclavas as woolly hats,
Crowbars in jackets with baseball bats,
V6 Transits and sacks of used notes,
Knuckle dusters in our gangster coats,
Trucks and trains are often our haul,
But Post Office, Banks, we do them all,
“It’s just Gold Bars & Jaguars”
Sawn off shotguns in a series three boot,
Hidden below the bags of loot,
Doing time at her majesties pleasure,
Whilst different gangs fight for our treasure,
Dodgy geezers con’s and hustle,
Getaway cars, power, and muscle.
The puppeteer pulls on his strings,
Restricting flight by clipping their wings,
“just Gold bars and Jaguars!”
Another friend rides in a hearse,
Heads come together to battle the curse,
The Gold is still hidden where can it be?
It’s sat there waiting for you and me,
“It’s just Gold Bar’s and Jaguars”
“It’s just Gold Bars and Jaguars”
Dodging bullets and concrete boots,
Avoid the uniform and men in suits,
A body buried in some isolated quagmire,
All for Gold Bars and Jaguars,
A businessman accumulates his mass,
Pays a visit to Compton Abbas,
Flee the country like Asil Nadir,
Or stay and hide and live in fear,
There’s a mastermind behind the crime,
Whilst the monkey takes the wrap and does the time,
A good idea to hide your trail,
As if you get caught you won’t get bail,
“just Gold bars and Jaguars!”
Another friend rides in a hearse,
Heads come together to battle the curse,
The Gold is still hidden where can it be?
It’s sat there waiting for you and me,
“It’s just Gold Bar’s and Jaguars”
“It’s Just Gold Bars and Jaguars.”