Little electric chair
par Iggy Pop
lyricscopy.com
You didn´t mean to do it
But you did it again
The night started out
Fuckin´ around with your friends
Somebody screamed and thingd went bad
Now you´re standing accused
And the prosectuor 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 x3
Easy street is nice in a lawless nation
The police puts some flyers in circulation
Stuck one in my door with some scary mugshot
They´re looking for some bad boys
Height, weight, age, race, tatoos too
And they´re fryin´up that hair
In that little electric chair
x3
They´ll be fryin´up some hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair x3
The people are quietly lusting for blood
They wanna live in peace but they don´t wanna budge
From their lazy ways and lazy notions
If the other half´s win
Let´ em eat pigeons
And live in prison
And they´re fryin´up that hair
In that little electric chair
x3
They´ll be fryin´up some hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair x4
But you did it again
The night started out
Fuckin´ around with your friends
Somebody screamed and thingd went bad
Now you´re standing accused
And the prosectuor 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 x3
Easy street is nice in a lawless nation
The police puts some flyers in circulation
Stuck one in my door with some scary mugshot
They´re looking for some bad boys
Height, weight, age, race, tatoos too
And they´re fryin´up that hair
In that little electric chair
x3
They´ll be fryin´up some hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair x3
The people are quietly lusting for blood
They wanna live in peace but they don´t wanna budge
From their lazy ways and lazy notions
If the other half´s win
Let´ em eat pigeons
And live in prison
And they´re fryin´up that hair
In that little electric chair
x3
They´ll be fryin´up some hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair x4