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 f*cker 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 f*cker 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 f*cker wrecked my life
And then he screwed my wife
He stabbed in the back and I his gut