Last week I spent a night in jail (LA County) And got a court date with the bail Won’t do no 20 years to life I hit a scumbag with a knife And now the devil’s waiting right outside my door Last night I hit the road instead (desert highway) And left a note out on my bed The border ain’t so far away Hello M.C. goodbye L.A. I hear the beer is good in sunny Monterey
Lockdown, lockdown what a pity Shed a tear for the parole comity Blow town, blow town from the city Pack your piece and your steel machete The fucker wrecked my life And then he screwed my wife He stabbed in the back and I his gut
I’m pealing out and turning pale (burning tires) I’ve got the pigs hard on my tale Won’t do no 30 years to life Gonna keep on running till I drop I swear to Christ I won’t go down without a fight I knew then I was born to lose (born to lose) Cause now I’m sporting County blues And doing 40 years to life Been trying hard to stay alive In a bad place where the worst of men’s wearing a crown
Lockdown, lockdown what a pity Shed a tear for the parole comity Blow town, blow town from the city Pack your piece and your steel machete The fucker wrecked my life And then he screwed my wife He stabbed in the back and I his gut
Lockdown, lockdown what a pity Shed a tear for the parole comity Blow town, blow town from the city Pack your piece and your steel machete The fucker wrecked my life And then he screwed my wife He stabbed in the back and I his gut