Play The Game

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Curtis is a computer hacker you don’t want to mess with. Not only will he infect your computer with a virus that will blow up your home, but he will summon the powers of Satan to aid in his destruction of you.

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Curtis Lee Jones, the top fucking hacker,
Is scaring the operator, threatening to smack her,
He’s saying he’ll choke my fucking neck too,
(Dude, you don’t fucking get it, do you?)

I wish I was smarter to find the first clue,
But I’m just a punk-ass imbreeded fool,
(How stupid can you fuckin’ be?)
I guess I need to go to my libarry!

I’m hardly a genius like you are on phones,
I don’t have a central computer in my home,
Tapping my lines and tracing my calls,
Jesus, Curtis, you’re like a fucking god!

How do you get these impression footprints?
(You made me a fucking god, bitch!)
Jesus, what are you going to do to me, Curt?
(Dude, you should have did your homework.)

Let’s play the game like the devil says,
It’s not time to speak until I say it is,
Your time is up because the devil says so,
You understand that it’s the devil’s show.

Play the rules the way the game is played,
Or the devil’s hands will take your life away,
Each step is countered by a step of mine,
Just like every time, every fucking time.

Wow, Curtis, this whole thing’s a mess,
(I do have a way of getting your address.)
I didn’t mean to piss off a hacker this much,
I just wanted to hear you yell at me a bunch.

Now it seems like my whole life is through,
(Let me tell you exactly what I’m gonna do.)
Can you really find me through the telephone switch?
(You best understand who you’re fucking with.)

Please, Curtis, just let me go free,
I’ll never call your number again, you’ll see,
You win this round, Curtis, you’re the fucking boss,
(Now, motherfucker, you’ve pissed me off!)

Actually I’m kidding, your threats crack me up,
I know that you’re nothing to be afraid of,
Your crazy delusions of your hacker past,
(I’m gonna be stomping a mudhole in your fuckin’ ass!)

Let’s play the game like the devil says,
It’s not time to speak until I say it is,
Your time is up because the devil says so,
You understand that it’s the devil’s show.

Play the rules the way the game is played,
Or the devil’s hands will take your life away,
Each step is countered by a step of mine,
Just like every time, every fucking time.

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released September 17, 2009

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