The Prisoner

Sitting in my peter all alone
And the sun don't shine on my skin and bones
I'm left to rot in hell
Inside a prison cell
I'm doing time for something I ain't done
The policeman he said I pulled a gun
But I wasn't there
Oh god I swear
And I wish that I could be
Oh I wish that I could be
Yes I wish that I could be
So free
So free
Slop in slop out
And then lights out
This prison life is killing me
It's wearing me down
I crave for liberty
You're pissing in my tea
Systemised brutality
The screws and the cons have it in for me
I play the waiting game
A number for a name
And I wish that I could be
Oh I wish that I could be
Yes I wish that I could be
So free
So free
So free
So free
So free
So free
I miss my girl and I miss my ma
I dream of walking out through that door
But much to my surprise
I'm institutionalised
I'm on the inside and I'm looking out
I stare at the bars and I scream and shout
But no one hears my plea
They've thrown away the key
And I wish that I could be
Oh I wish that I could be
Yes I wish that I could be
So free
So free
So free
So free
So free
So free