I'm living undercover in Turlock, California

Hiding from the boys in blue

I just got caught with fourteen tons of pot

Nailed by a narc named Sue



Talking to my lawyer in the jailhouse foyer

Convinced me of my darkest fears

He said that judge has got a reefer grudge

He's bound to give you twenty years



Goodbye yer honor, please excuse me jumping bail

Goodbye yer honor, I just ain't got no time for jail

Consider me the goner, I guess it's time to hit that trail



Goodbye yer honor, please excuse me jumping bail

Goodbye yer honor, I just ain't got no time for jail

Consider me the goner, I guess it's time to hit that trail



Tell the prosecutor he's a lousy loser

He's trying to sully my lifestyle

He set that date, tell him not to wait

I won't be coming to my trial



I hope I won't offend ya, but maybe I can send ya

A postcard from a distant land

'Cause all your bars can't block my stars

It's more than I can really stand



Bye bye, bye bye, goodbye yer honor, goodbye

Bye bye, bye bye, goodbye yer honor, goodbye

Bye bye, bye bye, goodbye yer honor, goodbye

Bye bye, bye bye, goodbye yer honor, goodbye