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I went to a party at the local county jail
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All the cons were dancing and the men began to wail
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But the guys were indiscrete they were balling in the street
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At the local dance at the local county jail
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Well the band were playing and the booze began to flow
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But the sound came over on the police car radio
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Down at Precinct 49 having a tear gas of a time
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Sergeant Baker got a call from the governor of the County Jail

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load up load up load up with rubber bullets
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load up load up load up with rubber bullets
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I love to hear those convicts squeal

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It's a shame these slugs ain't real
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But we can't have dancing at the local county jail

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Sergeant Baker and his men made a beeline for the jail
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And for miles around you could hear the sirens wail
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There's a rumour going down death row that a fuse is going to blow
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at the local hop at the local county jail What you gonna do about it what you gonna do
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what uou gonna do about it what you gonna do

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Sergeant Baker started talking with a bullhorn in his hand
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He was cool he was clear he was he was always in command
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He said blood will flow here padre
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Padre you talk to your boys
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Trust in me God will come to set you free

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Well we don't understand why he called in the National Guard
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When Uncle Sam is the one who belongs in the exercise yard
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We all got balls and brains
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but some's got balls and chains
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at the local dance at the local county jail
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load up load up load up with rubber bullets
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load up load up load up with rubber bullets

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Is it really such a crime for a guy to spend his time
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at the local dance at the local county jail
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at the local dance at the local county jail what you gonna do about what you gonna do
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what uou gonna do about it what you gonna do

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