作曲 : Iggy Pop/Ron Asheton/Scott Asheton You didn't mean to do it but you did it again The night started out ******' around with your friends Somebody screamed and things went bad Now you're standing accused and 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 the 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 winnin' 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, yeah Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair
作曲 : Iggy Pop/Ron Asheton/Scott Asheton You didn't mean to do it but you did it again The night started out ******' around with your friends Somebody screamed and things went bad Now you're standing accused and 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 the 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 winnin' 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, yeah Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair Electric chair
