Locked Down ft. Michael Chaves Lyrics

I don't know

He's been listening to talk radio 24/7 during Locked Down

Can that stuff really change your brainwaves?

He's just sitting there staring out of those double pain window panes

Exiled on Main Street.

He's sitting there with his Glock

Locked and loaded

Eyes frozen

Locked down love

Drinking fear

With his beer

They boarded up the liquor store

Boarded up 99 Cent Sore

No Hot Cheetos today.

Oh, White Supremacist Trailer Trash Man

Put down your gun

Pick up your guitar

Go down to the river and sit in the sand

And give thanks for the beauty

And

The loving kindness in this world.

Don't you eat that Wonderbread toast

With the picture of the Holy Ghost

No more Zoomgloom

Get our your guitar

Let's go play

Aaah the world's gone batshit crazy

Isolating

In their lazyboy chairs

Watchin reruns

Of Wheel of Fortune

And dancing with the stars

Take me to the bar

No hot Cheetos today

Oh, White Supremacist Trailer Trash Man

Put down your gun

Pick up your guitar

Go down to the river and sit in the sand

And give thanks for the beauty

And

The loving kindness in this world.