Lyrics:

Rolling through a wasteland
I used to call my home
But someone stole this city
And claimed it as their own
I survived the oslo sunset
On pills and alcohol
Knowing that tomorrow
The hammer's gonna fall

So let the punishment fit the behind
I wear the badge, you do the time
Let the punishment fit the behind
My kinda justice, my kinda crime

I traded all my records
For soup held in a can
I sold my latest punchline
Thought the money made the man
I ended up humiliated
Down on bended knees
But the tables turned quickly baby
I was born to please

So let the punishment fit the behind
I wear the badge, you do the time
Let the punishment fit the behind
My kinda justice, my kinda crime

See me driving, Driving in my motor car
On a mission, searching for the darkest star
I find it at the very end of your spine
Carpe Noctum, Baby! I'm gonna make you mine

So let the punishment fit the behind
I wear the badge, you do the time
Let the punishment fit the behind
My kinda justice, my kinda crime
So let the punishment fit the behind
I wear the badge, you do the time
Let the punishment fit the behind
My kinda justice, my kinda crime
Yeah, let the punishment fit the behind
Yeah, let the punishment fit the behind