Department of Corrections - Deerhoof

This supper tastes just like the last one

But it’s the first day of your term

Oh, jailer, who’s in charge around here?

And if not you, then is it I?

My jailer lives on waves of sunlight

From ninety million miles away

My jailer doesn’t speak no English

My jailer’s busy and he’s small

My jailer solves for unknown functions

My jailer rehabilitates

My jailer hot-rodded my engines

Already rumbling the room

My jailer hot-rodded my engines

Already rumbling the room

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