Sittin' in the electric chair,
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Soon I'll be gone,
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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Been a bad man or so they say,
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Me I blame it on my DNA.
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Couldn't help goin' wrong.
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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It was the start of the huntin' season,
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Had a lil' accident with a machine gun.
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Went an' sprayed my dad an' mom,
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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Thought I had a license to kill,
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I did it for the money an' I did it for the thrill.
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Ski mask an' a shotgun,
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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Breakin' into houses for a lil' killin' an' torture,
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I admit it ain't doin' what I oughta.
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A lil' rape a lil' homicide,
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Always made me feel so good inside.
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(Come on -)
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I've been a lil' antisocial in my time,
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But is choppin' up girls such a crime.
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Don't care what they say when I'm gone,
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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I've done a few things I can't tell you friend,
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Society says I gotta make amends.
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Eatin' people they say is wrong,
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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Turn off your lights, your kettles an' TVs,
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Warden needs all that juice for fryin' me.
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Sittin' in the electric chair soon I'll be gone,
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Hey warden turn the juice on.
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Juice On
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The Vibrators |