When the bandit no more stands it, he will hand it, depart and transit, when I plan it, I will scan it, fail and then can it, no one's demanded to be stranded, banded in scamming, we just commanded our remnants to fuse and man it, now screaming "**** it!", I am rammed to depend on T.A.N.F, how can I stand if I am planted in help that's jammed in, a different planet, now I'm lost, poor and slanted, just like the bandit who was stranded, now I must hand it.