Chorus:
Down under
Ever wonder how you got in?
Down under
Down under
Pick a cell you'd like to rot in.
Down under
Verse:
Carlos went from college to a prison suit
asking for election day.
Didn't care to lick El Presidente's boots.
Got that, Pinochet?
etc.
Bridge:
Ain't no Yankee jive.
Ain't no Commie plot.
I don't lean left or right;
I stand on solid rock.
We hold this truth to be as dear to life as bread.
People think better when they don't have a gun to their head.
etc.
Capoed three frets:
Verse: D C etc.
Chorus: A D E A D E A
Bridge: Bb G C F Bb G A
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