E B
Let me tell you 'bout Wayne and his deals of cocaine
A
A little more every day
E G#m
Holding for a friend till the band do well
B E
Then the D.E.A. locked him away
E A E
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
E A E
Bang bang, go the boots on the floor
E A E
Cry cry, for your lonely mother's son
E A7
Clang clang, go the jail guitar doors
An' I'll tell you 'bout Pete, didn't want no fame
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Gave all his money away
"Well there's something wrong, it'll be good for you, son"
And so they certified him insane
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!
A E B (PLUS C A E ON LAST TIME)
Jail guitar doors
54/46 was my number
Jail guitar doors
Right now someone else has that number
