1/28th of an Ounce Lyrics

The sheriff's drivin' me outta town

He caught me with one twenty eighth of an ounce

Hated starin' my ugly mug down

So he picked me up and drove me around

He told me son, you'll never make due

Life isn't so easy now the law is after you

Someone cleans your dishes and you know that's true

I told him to bite it, no man is ever free

You can't indoctrinate me to your mental slavery

When the fascists die, there'll be air enough to breathe

But 'til then Portage County, it owes me

So he looked at me in disbelief and rage

He could tell I was my way to misbehave

I took a step off of the cruiser's center stage

And when I started running he reached for his twelve gauge

I yelled to him to always keep it up

He responded shortly in the form of a slug

He decided just one shot wasn't enough

I searched for my belly so I wouldn't lose my guts

I hadn't been hit, at least I had my blood

He cried for justice, I told him good luck

One-twenty-eighth of an ounce just won't cut

So I been on the run and I'm never turnin' back

It ain't for pride or brains that I lack

The walls are closin' down in for the attack

Might keep runnin', seems like it's my knack

I haven't learned much, but just old tricks

Sleep is my mistress and my brain's becoming sick

But I'd trade it all for just another hit

Can't go back, Ma can't see me like this

Throwin' elbows with shackles on my wrists

Got my nose broken, detained by the pigs

The laws broken and revolt will be the only fix