Jello Biafra & The Guantanamo School Of Medicine - Three Strikes lyrics

"When they came for the Jews I didn't protest, I wasn't a Jew..." When they came for the crack dealers I applauded that too Tired of tripping over homeless beggars At the latte stand Drug War sweeps Made the neighborhood feel clean Then they found some pot seeds In my rented car Seized everything I owned Without trial Oh-Oh Oh-Oh Oh Oh-Oh Oh-Oh Oh-Oh Oh Oh In the hot hot sun Of an abandoned army base Rot the throngs of excess humans Uncle Sam's "detained" Immigrants and patriotically incorrect Or buying a ticket at the airport in cash While black This is ethnic cleansing American Style More people in Jail Than any country's ever tried Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Oh Welcome to the Gulag Of the Red, White and Blue Gotta keep up with the Chinese Slaves So hard labor or you Push ups on command Long marches, shaved heads Guards cost money So we use an electric fence When it's 100 outside Chain gangs mow the lawn Freeze your a** and shovel snow When it's 15 below Three strikes Three strikes Three strikes You're Out Life in prison for stealing a can of beer Or sitting in a stolen truck Or swipe your cousin's TV Life for shoplifting one jar of vitamins Supreme Court said that ain't Cruel and unusual punishment The more our prisons Are privately owned Prison-industrial complex grows They need more bodies To cram in more cells So they finance campaigns For more 3 strikes laws Three Strikes Three Strikes Three Strikes You're Out Let me out!