| Lying here watching the time pass
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| I could think of a million things I’d rather do
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| Travel at my own pace
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| Put myself asleep if I wanted to
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| Might as well be behind bars
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| Than be lashed to a wave that I can’t haul
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| Might as well be a slave
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| Lying low in the shade of a prison wall
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| Lying here watching the time pass
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| I could cry for the helping hands that I refused
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| We were good friends but I did refuse
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| Might as well be behind bars
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| Getting used to the sound of my keeper’s call
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| I might as well be a slave
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| Drinking sun through a chink in a prison wall
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| Down here down where the end is
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| You absolve me from every crime I ever planned
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| I was so surprised I did not think that you would understand
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| Might as well be behind bars
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| Growing old in a carpeted hall
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| O might as well be a slave
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| Ever safe out of the rain in prison walls
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| Might as well be behind bars
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| Getting used to the sound of my keeper’s call
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| I might as well be a slave
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| Always safe out of the rain in prison walls |