| Five years in prison, I don’t ever wanna leave this place
|
| Wireless Internet and colour TV, I’m so amazed
|
| I robbed a bank and shot a guy who talked to much
|
| But then again, I forgot to check my watch
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| I didn’t have a clue that it would fit so well
|
| A nice and comfy bed, yeah you heard what I said
|
| Slippers made of velvet like a fancy hotel
|
| Bars made of gold and a private strip-show
|
| Prisons made in Sweden let the champagne flow
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| And when I woke up up in the night there’s Asian mistress
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| I didn’t have a clue that it would fit so well
|
| Cocaine and a bottle of jjjjack, huh
|
| In the name of the Lord, you gotta love it
|
| Cocaine and crack and jjjjack, huh
|
| A prison cell provided by the lord
|
| Under surveillance, I do my thing
|
| I tumble and roll, like the Swedish king
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| I didn’t have a clue that it would fit so well
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| And when I woke up up in the night there’s Asian mistress
|
| Cocaine and a bottle of jjjjack, huh
|
| In the name of the Lord, you gotta love it
|
| Cocaine and crack and jjjjack, huh
|
| A prison cell provided by the lord
|
| And now they tell me I gotta leave
|
| I gotta leave my cell and walk the streets
|
| What about the women? |
| What about the wine?
|
| Please just don’t take away my glamorous life
|
| I miss my private show, I miss the good champagne
|
| I miss my private cell, 'cause it fit so well
|
| I use to drop the soap, they use to hang it in
|
| I didn’t mind at all, I knew that I would win
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| I didn’t have a clue that it would fit so well
|
| They grabbed me by the balls and thew me in a cell
|
| And when I woke up up in the night there’s Asian mistress
|
| Cocaine and a bottle of jjjjack, huh
|
| In the name of the Lord, you gotta love it
|
| Cocaine and crack and jjjjack, huh
|
| A prison cell provided by the Lord |