Rubber Bullets lyrics

I went to a party
at the local county jail
all the cons were dancing
and the band began to wail

But the guys
were indiscreet
they were bawlin'
in the street
at the local dance
at the local county jail

Well, the band were playin'
and the booze began to flow
but the sound came over
on the police car radio

Down at precinct forty-nine
havin' a tear-gas of a time
Sergeant baker got a call
from the Governor
of the county jail

Load up, load up, load up
with rubber bullets
load up, load up, load up
with rubber bullets

I love to hear those
convicts squeal
it's a shame these
slugs ain't real
but we can't have dancin'
at the local county jail

Sergeant baker and his men
made a beeline for the jail
and for miles around
you could hear
the sirens wail

There's a rumour
goin' 'round death row
that a fuse is gonna blow
at the local hop
at the local county jail

Sergeant baker
started talkin' with
a bullhorn in his hand
he was cool, he was clear
he was always in command

He said blood will flow
here Padre
Padre, you talk to your boys
trust in me, God will come
to set you free

Well, we don't understand
why you called in
the national guard
when Uncle Sam is the one
who belongs in
the exercise yard

We all got balls and brains
but some's got
balls and chains
at the local dance
at the local county jail

Load up, load up, load up
with rubber bullets
load up, load up, load up
with rubber bullets

Is it really such a crime
for a guy to spend his time
at the local dance
at the local county jail
at the local dance
at the local county jail...