05x02 - Authority Always Wins

[bunniefuu]

Please!

No!

Sookie.

Turn her for us.

If you can use whatever power it is you have over Eric to fix what's broken between us, you've got yourself a deal.

I'm a gay vampire American and I love you, Jason Stackhouse.

This dog don't bark that way.

Jason is mine!

Now we just need some fire.

Who wants to die first?

You, Hayes.

Nora.

I knew you had friends in high places, but a chancellor of the Authority?

What's going on that you couldn't call?

It's Russell Edgington, Sook. He's on the loose.

We're just living here till we get back on our feet after, well, it was a fire.

Go home, Patrick.

I lost it in a fire.

It's not just you and me. Privates Jemarcus Kessler and Todd Jeffries had them, too.

This is about what happened that

night in Iraq and you know it.

When our Packmaster dies there's certain things we have to do to honor him.

Lead us to Marcus and no harm will come to Luna or Emma.

It's kind of nice of you to dig your own grave for us.

I wouldn't do that if I were you.

Sam didn't k*ll our Packmaster, I did.

Don't do it, Martha.

I will never bow before you.

In the name of the one

true Vampire Authority,

do not move.

Lafayette!

Tara! That is Sookie.

You is k*lling her.

Tara!

- Do something.

I am.

I'm laughing.

Get off me!

Okay, I can't do this all night.

I got a job to get to.

You can't just leave.

You're her maker.

And I made her.

She's your

problem now.

You owe me, faerie.

She gonna k*ll us.

As your maker, I command you not to bite these two humans.

Comprende?

Ah, I think she got it.

Stay in the house!

Good luck, kiddos.

Hey.

My neck.

Ciao.

What the hell do we do now?

Well, I'll go in this way and maybe ...

( theme music playing )

True Blood 5x02

Authority Always Wins Original Air Date on June 17, 2012

♪ When you came in

the air went out ♪

♪ And every shadow

filled up with doubt ♪

♪ I don't know

who you think you are ♪

♪ But before

the night is through ♪

♪ I want to do

bad things with you ♪

♪ I'm the kind

to sit up in his room ♪

♪ Heartsick and eyes

filled up with blue ♪

♪ I don't know what

you've done to me ♪

♪ But I know

this much is true ♪

♪ I want to do

bad things with you ♪

♪ Ow, ooh ♪

♪ I want to do

real bad things with you. ♪

Darling.

Salome, listen to me.

They're more valuable to us alive.

I never had any intention of betraying you ...

Fairy tales are for children.

Mr. Compton. Welcome.

And you are?

Mr. Northman.

You're taller than I had expected.

I get that a lot.

Ah, life is full of surprises.

Isn't it?

Do you honestly think I would jeopardize my entire career to harbor two fugitives ...

We'll talk later...

many times, I'm sure.

Down to reception.

Yes, ma'am.

Ambassador Cole, please

report to exsanguination chamber six.

We're here.

I'll let the Guardian know.

Ambassador Cole,

exsanguination chamber six.

You ain't eating?

Not hungry.

Not hungry?

He thinks he's above the laws of the pack.

Well, that's fine.

Shows you what kind of wolf he really is.

Tell you what, though.

Why don't you take your loner ways and your sensitive stomach back to Mississippi?

No problem.

Walking away don't make you a bigger man.

Just makes you

a coward.

- That's right.

- Coward.

Well, thank you for clearing that up.

Enjoy your food.

If I ever see your face around

here again,

I'll personally rip your throat open.

f*cking chickenshit.

My son was not perfect, but he deserves respect.

I disagree.

You m*rder*d the Packmaster.

As new master of this pack, it is your obligation to eat.

No, thank you.

I've no interest in being the new Packmaster.

Or eating

the old one.

What you're interested in is irrelevant.

There are laws.

I don't care about the g*dd*mn laws.

You find someone else.

Good luck.

What the f*ck? Who the

f*ck does he think he is?

He can't leave!

It's against

the laws of the pack.

Come on, Sam.

Let's go. Okay.

Back the f*ck off. I'm taking him.

Terry?

Sweetheart?

We're all gonna die.

Terry?

It's coming for us.

What?

Terry, wake up.

What the hell, Terry?

I'm tired.

Grab her.

How?

There's some Tru Blood in the cabinet.

Tara, sweetie? You gotta eat.

Sook! Sook!

Pam, where ya been? I had to open alone.

Is Eric back? Did he call?

Eric? Huh-uh. Nothing.

Why are you all dirty?

I was in the ground.

What's your excuse?

Nicolas, Campari.

Yes, ma'am.

Got a boost for a working girl?

Mr. Danton is prowling. He asked for Claire.

Have you seen her?

She's in number three.

Almost an hour now.

Claire?

God damn them.

Eric, if you're mad at me, fine. I can deal.

But you can't just vanish. We have a business to run.

Call me.

So, any ideas?

Not really.

Shh.

A little different on this side of the bars,

isn't it, Nora?

A friend of yours?

Nigel Beckford.

He was

a nurse practitioner

in Mass General's

maternity ward.

Instead of delivering babies, he kept eating them.

Newborns!

I mean, just so...

succulent.

Mr. Compton, Mr. Northman,

welcome to New Orleans.

Of course, we all wish it were

under better circumstances.

Tell me, Mr. Compton,

why did you and Mr. Northman

make contact

with Chancellor Gainsborough?

She was my prisoner.

She's done absolutely nothing that would, in any way, compromise her position or her loyalty.

There were others aligned

with the three of you, waiting

to aid and abet.

We k*lled

nine of them.

Where were they

taking you?

No idea.

- Sir,

I urge you to release Nora and Sheriff Northman.

They were following my orders. They deserve mercy.

A noble gesture,

Mr. Compton.

But a lie,

we both know.

Oh, you just f*cked us!

The UVs!

Oh, please!

Tell them what

they wanna know!

Okay, I gotta check on Emma.

Okay.

Hey, hey, hang on.

I don't think Luna wants to see you right now.

No, get out.

Luna, please. I just ... Emma is my granddaughter.

And I wish I could change that but I can't.

I don't want you here. I don't want you anywhere near her.

You understand?

Yes, I do.

May I just ...

Go!

What happens when Emma turns?

She'll need a pack.

For all you know, Emma's a shifter.

She's wolf. I can feel it.

f*ck what you feel.

You and Marcus, two peas in a pod.

You both have tempers.

Had.

Blood is blood.

Emma's got my son in her veins.

Please, don't keep her from me. She's all I have left.

I'm sorry about your injuries.

That bitch is out of her mind if she thinks I'm just gonna hand Emma over to her and her freaks.

Easy, now. She just lost her son.

She just ate

her son.

f*cking lunatic.

I know.

But she is family, right?

I don't want Emma anywhere near those people.

What if Emma is a wolf?

I mean, at least with a pack ...

At least what?

What, she can be a cannibal?

She can run around with idiots and criminals?

I know you have your opinions, Sam, but could you just keep them the hell to yourself for now?

Whoa, hey, how'd we get here?

I'm just sayin' ...

I know you're just saying, but I have to protect my daughter.

Okay?

Okay.

I've been through a lot of sh*t.

I know what I'm doing.

Yes, you do.

We both just want what's best for Emma.

No, there is no "we."

Emma is my daughter.

Don't worry about what's best for her. I know what's best.

I know Emma's not my daughter, but I thought the three of us had something pretty special here.

I get that you've had a tough past ...

You get that.

Get this.

Emma and I are blood.

So you either have my back, or get the f*ck out.

Jesus, what is wrong with you?

Just get the f*ck out.

Gladly, psycho.

f*ck you.

f*ck you, too.

Sun's gonna be up in half an hour.

If we don't get her into Eric's cubby, she isn't gonna make it.

T?

T?

Where you at?

Tara?

Come on now, hooker. Drink.

Drink.

Oh, sh*t ... !

It's burning her, Sook!

Sook!

Help me get her in the cubby!

Quick!

Stackhouse?

Yeah?

I had sex.

Heh-hey!

Welcome to the club!

It's not the first time, assmunch.

Only reason I mention it is, the lady who I had it with has been sort of blowing me off lately

and I got to

thinking,

maybe I did something wrong?

Are you kidding?

That means you did something right.

I mean, that's getting to eat the pie without having to pay for the cow.

Win-win.

But you were saying the other day, about your vampire lady friend?

Mm-hmm. Yeah, well, uh, turns out we're just keeping it casual, too.

You're okay with that?

Yeah.

Hell, yeah.

Heh.

Perfect situation.

There's that abandoned car that lady called in.

This is damn strange.

Somebody just dump her here?

Anything?

Yeah, belongs to a Deborah Susan Pelt.

Hey, I know her.

Yeah, Sookie's got

a friend, Alcide,

and Debbie

is his girlfriend.

Sookie said

she's batshit crazy.

They live

in Shreveport.

So, what the hell's the car doing here?

Stackhouse.

You find that in the car?

Yeah.

Good man.

You see, Christine, I will always be a Christian first and a vampire second.

But many people feel,

and you yourself have said,

Reverend Newlin,

those two things

are incompatible.

Well, I'm happy to say

that they are not.

I still talk to God

every night.

I talked to Him this evening,

as a matter of fact,

and I'm here to tell ya, Jesus loves vampires.

I mean, anyone

who's been dead for three days

knows where we're coming from.

And I think that there are good Christians out there who would be willing...

Ahem.

-...to set aside childish loathing Oh, sorry.

in favor of universal love.

Can you believe that son of a bitch?

He was my hero. Now look at him.

Freakin' vamper.

Really?

Yep.

What can I do for ya?

I got a real powerful vampire who's just itching to sink his fangs into me.

You got a vamp problem, you need a colloidal silver mister.

"Knock, knock."

"Who's there?"

"It's me, a vampire."

Pffft.

"Oh, it burns, it burns.

I'm gonna leave you alone, go eat your neighbor."

This is the very same mister I have on my trailer.

Is that right?

You betcha.

Now, can I interest you in a slightly more permanent solution?

Well, maybe.

Should invite her

on next week's vamp hunt.

Let her string one up

and stake it.

Bet she'd

f*ck me after.

Just so you know, staking anyone, vampire or human, is a federal offense.

We have been in country too long...

Do it.

Terry Bellefleur.

Terry Bellefleur. Ah!

Oh, my God, Arlene, baby. I am so sorry.

I want you to tell me what is going on, and I want you to tell me now.

It's nothing.

That is bullshit.

You are damn near losing your mind over something.

You're not sleeping.

You just att*cked me.

This has something to do with Patrick, I just know it.

This was an accident.

You shoved me clear across the kitchen.

I said it was an accident.

What part of that don't you understand?

Oh, f*ck it.

I can't leave her like this...

Better off dead...

I gotta do it...

Just do it!

Mistake...

No!

g*dd*mn cowardly life...

No!

Just f*cking do it! Do it, do it!

- No!

No!

I f*cked up.

Lafayette, don't.

I turned her into the thing she hates most.

We didn't have a choice.

She was dead.

And I shoulda left her dead, Sook.

Jesus is gone, and I didn't want to let her go, too.

And I turned her into this f*cking thing for me.

That's not true.

Yeah, it is.

I ain't got nobody without her.

But that's my problem, not hers.

Don't!

It'll get better.

When Jessica was turned, it took a long time for her to feel normal.

It's always hard in the beginning.

We are miles beyond hard, Sook.

Tara is in there.

You have to have faith.

Please, give her a chance.

This ain't no life.

It will be.

I promise.

You don't f*cking know that, Sook.

We can make a life for her.

Even like this.

I used to believe that I had found the light, but I realized that I've only just now found God's true light in the darkness.

It's ironic.

And the Fellowship of the Sun?

I'm no longer associated with the Fellowship.

Nor, might I add, any hate group, okay?

All vampires want is to co-exist peacefully with humans.

And if you take nothing else away from this interview, you need to understand that.

Vampires are not the enemy. We ... we are God's creatures, just like you.

And all we want on this small, small planet is peaceful coexistence.

Speaking of coexistence, is there anyone special in your life?

Let's just say that... yes, there is someone... and she makes me very happy.

That was a bit of a gotcha question...

Kevin.

You remember giving a speeding ticket to Judge Clemens' boy?

He was doing 80 in a school zone.

No sh*t.

Flipped me off, too.

Unbelievable.

Anyway, I might need you to expunge it.

Excuse me?

I had a talk with the judge.

We're gonna let him off with a warning.

A warning? He almost k*lled a kid.

Could you just take care of it, please?

Whatever you say...

Sheriff.

And watch the attitude.

Every fiber of our being... Wha ...

I'm watching that.

You Officer Stackhouse?

Well, I sure am.

How can I help you, champ?

Jesus.

My mom and dad are getting a divorce!

Well, I'm sorry. But why the hell are you punching me?

I'm a cop, dude!

You had sex with my mom.

And now my dad is leaving.

Look, kid. I don't know you, I don't know your mama ...

My mama's Sharon Singer.

Never heard of her.

Oh, "Crazy Sharon."

Yeah. Hey!

Whoa, whoa. I meant crazy in a good way.

Get off of me!

Come on, now. What the hell's going on?

He ruined my life.

How?

He had sex with my mom.

Jesus, Stackhouse.

Have you slept with every woman in this town?

I don't know. I'm close, I guess.

Hey. Unbelievable.

Come on, it's okay. Come on, son.

You touch Holly, I'm throwing your ass in jail.

May I help you?

Beg pardon.

You are...

quite lovely.

I'm off the clock.

Come by tomorrow. We open at 8:00.

That's right, whore.

I like it when you struggle.

You're not afraid.

I'm no stranger to dead bodies.

The streets can be dangerous at this hour.

A lady should really be more careful.

If I meet a lady, I'll let her know.

That is a lovely dress.

I'm sorry about all the blood.

It's...

it's fine.

This should cover it.

Thank you.

Mister?

Mr. Compton?

I'm Dieter Braun.

It is a pleasure to finally meet you.

I bet you say that to all the prisoners.

I'm sorry about the ultraviolet lights, but we find it speeds the interrogation process.

Now, full disclosure.

Your I.V. contains a solution of

electrolytically

refined silver.

And I'm afraid that is as pure as it gets.

I have a problem, Mr. Compton.

Nora is a Chancellor of the Authority.

For her to conspire to allow you and Mr. Northman to escape, well, that is treason, punishable by the true death.

I'm sure you understand why I find this so... curious.

I do.

Well, I need to know why she did it.

Have you asked her?

We are speaking with her, yes.

And Mr. Northman. But I would like to hear what you have to say.

Do you know what this is?

It's the Bible.

Old or New Testament?

Neither.

It predates both.

It's the Original Testament.

The Vampire Bible.

It states that before God created Adam and Eve, He created Lilith.

Who, like God, was vampire.

Exactly. We were created in God's image.

Not humans.

Now, do you recall what our Bible tells us of humans?

If memory serves, it speaks of Adam and Eve's true purpose.

"And their flesh shall nourish yours.

Their blood shall flow within you.

For as the beetle nourishes the lark, so shall human nourish vampire."

Powerful stuff, indeed.

Do you believe it?

Believe what?

In the literal interpretation of our sacred text.

That humans are nothing more than our food.

I do not.

Ah.

This, Mr. Compton...

is where things get a bit tricky.

There are fundamentalists who do believe.

We think your friend, Nora, is one of them.

In that utopia,

humans are farmed as food, nothing more.

Emotional alliances between vampire and human are blasphemy.

I have known vampires who thought like this.

But I can assure you that is not my philosophy.

No.

This guardianship has struggled to make coexistence with humans a lasting reality.

But, and not to sound paranoid, there are forces aligned against us.

And I'm wondering if, perhaps, that might include you.

Do you believe in the literal interpretation of our sacred text?

I do not.

Have you consorted with those who do?

I have not.

Are you sure?

It's wonderful to be a vampire.

Isn't it?

Generally, yes.

Right now? Not so much.

If you'll give me

your full cooperation,

not only will we not be needing the silver, but you, you'll leave here a free man.

Unfortunately, I cannot say the same for your, um ...

your accomplice.

Nora.

She won't leave here "a free man"?

Hmm.

Her betrayal

was unforgivable.

She met the true death.

I know this must pain you.

I'm sorry.

But you must understand that noncooperation will not be tolerated.

Now, was it you or Mr. Compton who m*rder*d Nan Flanagan?

Nan Flanagan is dead?

We know Mr. Northman

is sympathetic with the Sanguinista Movement, so why protect him?

He's told us of your agenda, of your plans to undermine the mainstreaming movement, and he's walking free as we speak.

That is happy news, indeed.

You know, he turned on you in the first five minutes.

Why endure this for him?

I just really enjoy your company.

Well, then let's have some more fun.

I'm afraid Mr. Compton doesn't have your backbone.

He's been freed.

And in return for your cooperation, he'll be reinstated as king.

In light of that, is there ...

is there anything you'd like to say?

Long live the king.

Chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug, chug!

Not in the house.

Howdy.

What ... are you having a party?

Just some close friends.

Oh, my God. Look.

Holy sh*t. Is that Steve Newlin?

Hey, hey!

Yo.

Yo.

- Yo, Rev!

Yo.

Can I just say, before you became a vampire, you were a massive d*ck.

I know!

Let me touch your fangs?

What do you want?

Um, just a little chin-wag.

In private.

I think you and I got off on the wrong foot.

Is that right?

Yes.

See, I didn't realize that you and Jason Stackhouse were involved.

And I think that I came off like a real ...

well, like a real party crasher.

However, I am prepared to offer you

$10,000

for Jason.

10,000 bucks?

In cash.

Hmm.

20,000.

20 thou ...

No.

Nope.

Let me ask you

a question, Steve.

Have you seen Jason's butt?

Of course I've seen it. Why do you think I'm offering $10,000?

Well, it's rock hard.

You could chip a fang on it.

F-f-fifteen thousand, and that's it.

And speaking of...

"rock hard"?

Let's just say...

you won't be disappointed.

Okay, okay, 20,000.

Look at you.

Fang boner and real boner.

You are

pathetic.

Jason is my friend. I do not sell my friends.

Get the f*ck out of my house.

Hair-pulling? Really?

Uh-hh!

How do you like it?

The next time you think about crashing my party, don't.

My dad's the king.

Not anymore.

Ah!

Awesome.

- Go, Jessica!

Hey. Idiots.

You're boring me. Go back to your human lives before I eat you.

Hey, Patrick.

Thought I'd seen the last of the Bellefleur clan this time around.

Well, you know us Bellefleurs.

Sometimes we'll surprise ya.

Excuse me.

I haven't been sleeping that well.

Terry's been having these awful nightmares.

Real barnburners.

Sometimes he even cries out in his sleep.

Seems like w*r talk, or ...

or something.

I don't really know.

Well, it happens to all of us. It's tough.

Terry doesn't really talk about his tour.

Did something happen in combat that might've, y'know, stuck with him?

No, ma'am.

Not that I can...

nothing comes to mind.

You're the strong, silent type.

Huh?

Well, I like that.

Well, heck, you know that. I even married one.

What are you doing here, Arlene?

She's looking for answers. Same as me.

I need to talk to the sergeant. Alone.

I got kids, Patrick,

and I have too much invested

in this man

to watch him lose his mind.

Do you understand me?

Yes, ma'am.

You two fix this.

Private?

Eller ain't dead. He's just off the grid.

He's alive?

Why'd you lie?

'Cause I didn't want to believe it was him.

He's got a good heart.

Really?

Well, let me tell you what else he has ...

an itchy trigger finger and borderline psychotic tendencies.

But we're his friends. Why would he hurt us?

Grudge, chemical imbalance, he likes to jerk off to house fires ...

how the f*ck should I know?

I know where he's holed up.

Well, then let's visit him before he visits us.

Careful, Hoyt. I don't want you to hurt yourself.

Uh, hi, Ms. Fortenberry.

Is Hoyt around?

He's helping me with my sink.

What do you want?

Uh, just want to talk.

Why don't you go f*ck yourself?

Hoyt, language!

Excuse me.

Listen, Bubba.

This ain't right, man.

You living back at home with your mom?

My life's

my business.

What do you care, anyway?

Well, I'm ...

I'm just sick of messing up life.

Look, why don't you come stay at my place?

Stay for as long as you want.

I'll even stay

at Sook's.

Please?

Believe it or not, I want to be here.

I don't want your house, I don't want your charity.

Now get the f*ck out.

Hoyt.

What the f*ck, Mama?

I spent the last f*cking hour down there, fixing your f*cking sink for f*cking free.

So if you don't like it that I say

"f*ck," that's too f*cking bad.

Hey.

No, don't come around here anymore.

All right? We are over.

I will never forgive you for what you did to my boy, Jason Stackhouse.

You are dead to me.

Thank you for splitting up Hoyt and that red-haired slut.

I'm gonna bake you a pie.

And stay out!

Emma.

Go to sleep, sweetie.

Emma, it's late.

Go to bed.

Emma.

What in the world is going on in there?

Emma, go ...

Holy f*ck.

Tara?

I will never forgive either of you.

Wait!

Tara!

Mr. Compton, Mr. Northman, to meet under these circumstances, it is a shame.

One of several recent disappointments.

You think you know somebody...

you consider them an ally for centuries, and when they betray you, they won't even tell you why, no matter how persuasive you can be.

No. No!

No!

Guardian, no!

I'm innocent!

No! No! No!

I'm in a real pickle

here, boys.

According to Nan Flanagan, you ...

what is it she liked to call you guys?

"Fuckup One"

and "Fuckup Two" ...

you have made egregious errors.

Rocket launchers on Main Street?

Not to mention your so-called

"Festival of Tolerance,"

where humans were att*cked by vampires

in full view

of the media,

with our official

spokesperson in attendance.

Keeping that quiet wasn't cheap.

Now, Nan ... ahem ...

was no prize, either.

Still, she was

Authority.

And that, boys, is the point.

We are the Authority.

I am the Authority.

The true death for Northman means the true death for Northman.

Are you now or have you ever been a member of the Sanguinista Movement?

I don't even know what it is.

Mr. Northman?

Yeah, I'm trying to stay away from politics as much as possible.

Are you?

And religion.

You're just in it for yourself?

You think the whole concept of the "common good"

is hopelessly naive?

Chancellors?

Well, it chaps my ass to say this, but when you got lame horses, you put them down.

The mainstreaming agenda

is just too damn important.

It cannot fail.

True death for these fellas.

They destroyed

a very real thr*at

to all vampires.

If there is no documentation of humans being k*lled by vampires, we are infinitely better served letting them live.

They k*lled an Authority member.

She was on her way out.

She ...

As you can see, this council has had heated debates over what to do with you two sons of g*ns.

Every vampire on this council has committed our careers, our lives, our destinies, to mainstreaming.

Coexistence with humans is not an option.

It is a necessity. It is merciful.

It is just.

It is vital.

Not to mention that they outnumber us a thousand to one.

Any thr*at to mainstreaming is a thr*at to us.

Fundamentalism is a dead end and I won't f*cking have it!

Not out there, and most certainly not in here.

Do you have anything to say before I pronounce sentence?

I offer you an exchange.

Our lives in return for Russell Edgington.

Russell Edgington is dead.

Nan Flanagan assured me of it.

She assured the world of it ... on camera.

Sheriff Northman and I consigned him to the ground, but we did not k*ll him.

Tragic mistake.

Because he has now broken free.

That sounds like a lie to me.

But it is the truth.

Whether we live or die, you will find out soon enough.

Well, they have every reason to lie, but...

I must say that I'm intrigued.

Russell wants nothing more than anarchy.

If you would like your entire mainstreaming agenda, and your administration with it, to be completely obliterated, then by all means ignore me.

The only thing Russell wants more is to see us dead.

Why?

He pissed me off.

Then I pissed him off.

You know how these things go.

No, I don't.

Why would you keep Russell Edgington alive?

After what he did, we felt the true death was too good for him.

We wanted him to suffer.

You "wanted"?

You disobeyed

the Authority

to satisfy your feelings?

I feel like staking you so f*cking much right now.

Guardian!

I was the one that did it.

You're a king and you allowed him ...

Lilith help me, I am going to stake you!

Unfortunately, unlike the two of you, I understand there are a great many things more important than my...

personal desires.

Guardian,

I promise you,

now Russell is free, he will stop at nothing to find us.

And when he does, you will be there to put an end to him, as we should have.

I offer this to you

as a final gesture of solidarity.

I, like you, believe that mainstreaming is possible and essential, but Russell must be stopped.

I fully expect to meet the true death, either way.

♪ I fight authority,

authority always wins ♪

♪ When I fight authority,

authority always wins ♪

♪ I've been doing it

since I was a young kid ♪

♪ And I come out grinnin' ♪

♪ When I fight authority,

authority always wins ♪

♪ I've been doing it

since I was a young kid ♪

♪ And I come out grinnin' ♪

♪ When I fight authority,

authority always wins ♪

♪ When I fight authority,

authority always wins ♪

♪ When I fight authority,

authority always wins ♪

♪ I've been doing it

since I was a young kid ♪

♪ And I come out grinnin' ♪

♪ When I fight authority,

authority always wins. ♪