now playing the corpo lifepath

On the first day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
This broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill.

On the second day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Two years in jail,
And a broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill.

On the third day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Three tires shot,
Two years in jail,
And a broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill.

On the fourth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Four panicked robbers,
Three tires shot,
Two years in jail,
And a broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill — which I hate.

On the fifth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Five bullets left!
Four panicked robbers,
Three tires shot,
Two years in jail,
I hate this broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill.

On the sixth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left,
Four panicked robbers,
Three tires shot,
Two years in jail,
♥♥♥♥ this broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill.

On the seventh day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Seven tasers buzzing,
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left — ammo bag!
Four panicked robbers,
Three tires shot,
Two years in jail,
And this broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill, fo’ serious!

On the eighth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Eight SWATs rappelling,
Seven tasers buzzing,
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left — ammo! Ammo!
Four panicked robbers,
Three tires shot,
Two ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ years in jail,
♥♥♥♥ this broke-♥♥♥♥-piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill! Where’d you get this ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ thing!

On the ninth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Nine hostages fleeing,
Eight SWATs rappelling,
Seven tasers buzzing,
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left — ammo! Ammo!
Four panicked robbers,
Three tires shot,
Two years in jail,
I can’t even ♥♥♥♥ with this broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill! I mean seriously!

On the tenth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Ten seconds response time,
Nine hostages fleeing,
Eight SWATs rappelling,
Seven tasers buzzing,
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left,
Four panicked robbers,
Two years in jail,
You know, ♥♥♥♥ this! ♥♥♥♥ this drill! ♥♥♥♥ you! ♥♥♥♥ this song!

On the eleventh day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Eleven doors to lockpick,
Ten seconds response time,
Nine hostages fleeing,
Eight SWATs rappelling,
Seven tasers buzzing,
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left — ammo! Ammo!
Four panicked robbers,
Two years in jail,
(crying)

On the twelfth day of Christmas, payday gave to me:
Twelve bags of coke,
Eleven doors to lockpick,
Ten seconds response time,
All hostages gone,
Eight SWATs rappelling,
Seven tasers buzzing,
Six dozers charging,
Five bullets left — I’m out of ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ ammo!
Where’s the getawaaaay!?
“AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”
And a broke-♥♥♥♥ piece-of-♥♥♥♥ drill!