Locked Down [The Badass Rats]
Rubber button cops checkin' out the guest list
Politicians on talk shows smellin' like breathmints
Rockin' the blues with a rat in my pocket
Kickin' the jams like a badass rocket
Locked down, with your face in the mud
You break down, swimmin' through the flood
Drugstore cowboys with razorblade hatbands
Livin' through the plague of the automatic badlands
Space-age freak shows takin' your dollars
Steel-wool pit bulls breakin' their collars
Locked down, it breaks with a thud
You break down, drownin' in the flood
Open-air ice cubes chokin' the sandbox
Happy-hour bar girls trippin' in detox
Rockin' the blackboard, a bright red locket
Screamin' in two tones, I just can't stop it
Rock
Check out the six-gun punks
Red face, great taste
He loves it like your mother
Bust up the chalk before you start to smother
Undercover bust stops
Dyin' with the slipknots
Endin' your dreams with the light machine
Locked down
Locked down
The badass rats
It's a Motown shuffle at a fraction of the cost
The bass is so loud that the vibe is gettin' lost
In the shoeshine
Of the African safari in your brain
In the life-like world on your TV screen
Her sex is coated with a varathane sheen
From the gas can
That you keep in the corner of your truckstop
The first badass rat has the mic in his hand
And he's rockin' away from the work-a-day land
Taxi cabs, buck-shot scabs
Workin' their way to the chemical labs
The second rat keeps it strong
Ridin' on his pinwheel all night long
Tearin' up paper with a tin cup wafer
He go locked down
With cyanide screams
Shut down
Like a suicide dream
Tri-ligh colours in your ice cream bed
Right-to-lifers in a candy corn head
The third rat is locked down
He's a badass rat.
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Lyrics
 Locked Down (The Badass Rats)
High Fashion
Get With It
I Told Billy
On The Road
The First Revolution
She Crawls In Through The Window
Babydoll
Hey There (Pretty Girl)
Naked By Lamplight
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