You didn't mean to do it But you did it again The night started out Fuckin' around with your friends Somebody screamed an' things went bad Now you're standin' accused And the prosecutor says you should be dead
And they're fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair Fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair
Electric chair (3x)
Easy street is nice in a lawless nation The police put put some flyers in circulation Stuck one in my door with a scary mugshot They're lookin' for some bad boys Height, weight, age, race, tattoos too
And they're fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair Fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair
Electric chair (3x)
The peoples are quietly lustin' for blood They wanna live in peace But they don't want to budge From their lazy ways and hazy notions If the other half's livin' Let 'em eat pigeon And live in prison
And they'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair They'll be fryin' up your hair In that little electric chair
Compositor: Iggy PopPublicado em 2003ECAD verificado fonograma #13220177 em 02/Abr/2024 com dados da UBEM