I never thought I’d write a love song for a cop, 
But then produced the antidote, 
To feelings that I never longed to stop, 
Two hearts beating, 
roadside execution, 
Let’s start at the top. 

One half smoked cigar, 
stolen Tan Ciera car, 
I’ve lost my will to lose my will again, 
Now Margie you’re my only friend, 
I know it gets hard, 
But spare a thought for Jerry Lundegaard, 
That pleasant day, 
His planning fell apart, 

There’s more to life than money, 
It’s corny but it is [bad word]  
And somewhere out there in the tundra, 
Is a briefcase filled with cash, 
That nobody can use, 

All this malfeasance for no reason, 
Has my patience at an end, 
painting on a postage stamp, 
loving hand across your belly, 
 [bad word] you defend. 

 [bad word] through the snow, 
From Brainerd up to Fargo, 
The sight of limbs [bad word] branches, 
Mists of blood and money loaned, 
third trimester road show, 

Somewhere out there in the tundra is a briefcase filled with cash that nobody can use… 

*** 

Fargo (1996). Directed by Joel Coen. USA: PolyGram/Working Title. 
Frances McDormond (Marge Gunderson), Best Actress in a Leading Role Oscar, 1997. 

“So that was Mrs. Lundegaard on the floor in there. And I guess that was your [bad word] in the wood chipper. And those three people in Brainerd. And for what? For a little bit of money. There's more to life than a little money, you know. Don'tcha know that? And here ya are, and it's a beautiful day. Well. I just don't understand it.” 
-Marge Gunderson 

Fargo is a great movie, and Margie Gunderson is an amazing character. Next time you put Fargo on, why not tick off the references from this lyrics sheet off as you see them, Practically every line is a reference (some more oblique than others). Have a go! It could be a new game- like some bizarre version of I-Spy. Or a straight edge drinking game.