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