We ain't going to the party

We ain't going to the game

We ain't going to the disco

Ain't gonna cruise down main



We're stealing people's mail

Stealing people's mail

Stealing people's mail

On a friday night





Drivin' in the mountains

Winding 'round and 'round

Rummage thru your mailboxes

Take your mail back to town



And we got license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns

Checks to politicians from real estate firms

Money, bills and cancelled checks

Pretty funny pictures of your kids



We're gonna steal your mail

On a friday night

We're gonna steal your mail

By the pale moonlight



We got grocery sackful after grocery sackful

After grocery sackful after grocery sackful

After grocery sackful after grocery sackful

Of the private lives of you

Ha ha



People say that we're crazy

We're sick and all alone

But when we read your letters

We're rolling on the floor



We got more license plates, wedding gifts, tax returns

Checks to politicians from real estate firms

Money, bills and cancelled checks

We cut relationships with your friends



We're gonna steal your mail

On a friday night

We're gonna steal your mail

By the pale moonlight



We better not get caught

We'll be dumped in institutions

Where we'll be drugged and shocked

'til we come out born-again christians¡­.


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