| I can see the harbor lights
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| Looks like the fourth of july
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| Maybe christmas night
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| Reflected in water
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| In my cell, behind this wall
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| I share my time
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| With many a soul who is lost
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| Why must I always be a loser
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| Why cant I ever be a winner
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| So as time
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| Goes rolling by I lose my chance
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| Its only one life
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| If I had the wings of an angel
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| Oer these prison walls I would fly
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| Straight from the darkness into the light
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| Why must I always be a loser
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| Why cant I ever be a winner
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| Spoken: my dearest darling, as Im writing you this letter
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| Theyre coming to take me away
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| Theyre beginning to shave my head now, sweetheart
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| But as their doing it I just want you to know
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| That I wouldnt have it any other way
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| Im glad that I killed your mother
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| She was a low-down dirty old hag
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| But in the end darling
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| You will get your revenge
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| Because you see
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| Their gonna send you my belongings
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| In a plastic bag
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| La, la, la A plastic bag |