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