Iggy Pop, The Stooges - Little Electric Chair (Skull Ring ) lyrics
[Iggy Pop, The Stooges - Little Electric Chair Skull Ring lyrics]
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
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 that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
Fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up that hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair
The people are quietly lusting for blood
They wanna live in peace
But they don't wanna budge
From their lazy ways and their hazy notions
If the other half's willing
Let 'em eat pigeons and live in prison
And they'll be fryin' up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
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
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 that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
Fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up that hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair
The people are quietly lusting for blood
They wanna live in peace
But they don't wanna budge
From their lazy ways and their hazy notions
If the other half's willing
Let 'em eat pigeons and live in prison
And they'll be fryin' up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up that hair
In that little electric chair
They'll be fryin' up some hair
In that little electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair
Electric chair electric chair