Little Electric Chair Songtext / Lyric

You didn't mean to do it

but you did it again

The night started out

Fuckin around with your friends

Somebody screamed and things went bad

Now you're standing accused

And the prosecutor says you should be dead



And they're frying' 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

Electric chair

Electric chair






Easy street is nice in a lawless nation

The police put some flyers in circulation

Stuck one in my door with a scary mugshot

They're looking 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 the little electric chair



Electric chair

Electric chair

Electric chair



The people are quietly hustling for blood

they wanna live in peace

but they don't wanna budge

from their lazy ways and lazy nations

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