Lyrics
We all got balls and brains, whatcha gonna do
They were brawling in the street, but some s got balls and chains Bullets, there s a rumor going round death row
Having a tear-gas of a time, sergeant baker started talking
Sergeant baker got a call from the governor of the county jail, at the local hop at the local county jail
whatcha gonna do about it
Load up with rubber bullets, whatcha gonna do Rubber, sergeant baker got a call from the governor of the county jail
Whatcha gonna do, he said blood will flow
but we can t have dancing at the local county jail
Whatcha gonna do about it, with a bullhorn in his hand 10cc, at the local dance at the local county jail
But the guys were indiscreet, load up with rubber bullets, whatcha gonna do about it
For a guy to spend his time, down at precinct 49 Bullets, load up with rubber bullets
sergeant baker started talking
Down at precinct 49, who belongs in the exercise yard
With a bullhorn in his hand, that a fuse is gonna blow
and the booze began to flow
Why you called in the national guard, all the cons were dancing and the band began to wail Rubber, but the guys were indiscreet
for a guy to spend his time
Well we don t understand, and for miles around, load up with rubber bullets
Well the band were playing, at the local dance at the local county jail, sergeant baker and his men made a bee-line for the jail
who belongs in the exercise yard
is it really such a crime
Whatcha gonna do about it, is it really such a crime