Locked Up

I got two feet on my left 
I got two feet on my right 
They's walking me down to the electric chair 
All I did was kill my mother 
Father, brother 
Sister too 
Why do I have to die 
I was doing a good job 
Eating acorns from the tree 
Don't you come around me 
Be taking my acorns 
The bitter things were in my blood 
I already had a charge 
Oh why, do I got to die 
The yellow trucks and red cars 
The chocolates you love 
Ooh whee, why must I die 
Everything was making sense 
Locked up in my little room