Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Prisoner, artist - Gil Scott-Heron. Date of issue: 31.12.1970
Song language: English
The Prisoner |
| Here I am after so many years |
| Hounded by hatred and trapped by fear |
| I’m in a box, I’ve got no place to go |
| If I follow my mind, I know I’ll slaughter my own |
| Help me, I’m the prisoner won’t you hear my plea? |
| I need somebody, yeah, to listen to me |
| I beg you, brothers and sisters |
| I’m counting on you, yeah |
| Black babies in the womb are shackled and bound |
| Chained by the caveman who keeps beauty down |
| Smacked on the ass when they’re squalling and wet |
| Heir to a spineless man who never forgets |
| Never forgets that he’s a prisoner, can’t you hear my plea? |
| 'Cause I need somebody, Lord knows, to listen to me |
| I’m a stranger to my son |
| Who wonders why his daddy runs, yeah |
| On my way to work in the morning |
| When I don’t give a damn |
| Can’t nobody, can’t nobody |
| Can’t nobody, can’t nobody see just who in hell I am? |
| Hemmed in by a suit, yes, all choked up in a tie |
| Ain’t no wonder some times near morning I hear my woman cry |
| She knows her man is a prisoner, won’t you hear my plea? |
| Yeah, 'cause I need somebody to listen to me |
| My woman, she don’t say but she hates |
| To see her man chained this way, yeah |
| Help me, I’m the prisoner |
| Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, I’m the prisoner |