The Crime Machine Songtext
von The Brunettes

I wanna live in the 1920′s
Raccoon coats, jalopies
Prize fights, racketeers
Prohibition, macho men
The crime machine
The crime machine
I want to be the queen of the crime machine
And then my boy he can be
The baddest racket king
The world has ever seen
Mobs with the monopolies
Shooting for the loot at bank robberies The big city opportunity
Chicago made like a christmas tree
I want to be the queen of the crime machine
And then my boy he can be
The baddest racket king
The world has ever seen
Guns and clubs
We make believe
Living in such luxury
Diamonds jewels and gambling
Long live the crime machine