Jail Guitar Doors

Let me tell you about Wayne and his deals of cocaine A little more every day Holding for a friend till the band do well Then the D.E.A. locked him away Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors And I'll tell you about Pete, didn't want no fame Gave all his money away Well there's something wrong, it's quite good for you, son And so they certified him insane Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors And then there's Keith, waiting for trial Twenty-five thousand bail If he goes down you won't hear his sound But his friends carry on anyway, fuck 'em Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Bang bang, go the boots on the floor Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors Jail guitar doors 54/46 was my number Jail guitar doors Right now someone else has that number