You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison

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In the middle of a gunfight...

In the centre of a restaurant...

They say, "Come with your arms raised high"

Well, they're never gonna get me,

Like a bullet through a flock of doves...

To wage this war against your faith in me,

Your life... Will never be the same

On your mother's eyes, say a prayer...

Say a prayer!

Now, but I can't

And I don't know

How we're just two men as God has made us

Well, I can't... Well I can!

Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish

I'll kiss your lips again

They all cheat at cards

And the checkers are lost

My cellmate's a killer,

They make me do push-ups (In drag)

But nobody cares if you're losing yourself...

Am I losing myself?!?

Well, I miss my mom

Will they give me the chair

Or Lethal injection, Or swing for a rope if you dare;

Ah, nobody knows... All the trouble I've seen!

Now, but I can't

And I don't know

How we're just two men as God has made us

Well, I can't... Well I can!

Too much, too late, or just not enough of this

Pain in my heart for your dying wish

I'll kiss your lips again

To your room...

What they ask of you

Will make you want to say "so long..."

Well, I don't remember

Why remember.. YOU?!

Do you have the keys to the hotel?!

Coz I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire

(Fire!)

Life is but a dream for the dead

And well I, I won't go down by myself

But I'll go down with my friends

Now, now, now, now... (I can't explain)

Now, now, now, now... (I can't complain)

Now Now, Yeah!

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