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