Song of a Prisonman
Between these walls, these walls of captivity
An iron gate, obstructing my view
For the next couple of years, stuck in a garbage can
I live in a hostile environment
Shouldn't be in by nine
In all those years experience
Blinded by the bounder
And in all my life, never been so blind
Oh lord, I miss my wife my child my friends
And I know, the pain is hard, and so am I
Won't you criticise the action
Don't you criticise that deal at all
Cause sooner or later, I'm coming home
Shouldn't be in by nine
In all those years experience
Blinded by the bounder
And in all my life, never been so blind Never been so blind
So blind I could see these walls are for you and me
