| Goodbye, my friend, you’ve messed up again
|
| You’re going to prison, you’re off to the pen
|
| You’ve gotten off easy so many times
|
| I guess no one told you how to get a life
|
| The judge wasn’t lenient like he was before
|
| You got three to five and a kick out the door
|
| The public defender really did try
|
| Too little, too late, you didn’t get a life
|
| Hey, in Walla
|
| I’ll see you in Walla Walla
|
| Slap on the wrist? |
| Well, not this time!
|
| Hey, in Walla
|
| I’ll see you in Walla Walla
|
| Folsom Prison is the destination
|
| Hey, in Walla
|
| I’ll see you in Walla Walla
|
| Slap on the wrist? |
| Well, not this time!
|
| In the scheme of life, we’re all just brothers
|
| Rehabilitate with all the others
|
| Oh! |
| Well, I’ll see ya
|
| That car looked so tempting, so easy to drive
|
| Just like that apartment that you burglarized
|
| You started to run, but didn’t get far
|
| 'Cause under your arm was a VCR
|
| I’m innocent
|
| I didn’t do it
|
| I didn’t do nothin', man
|
| This is bullshit
|
| He gave it to me… it was, it was a present
|
| Ho ho, not this time, my friend
|
| You’ll be in lockdown by ten
|
| I’m afraid you can’t talk your way out of this one, son
|
| Now four walls are your 24-hour-a-day, constant companions
|
| Well, I’ll see ya
|
| Have a nice life! |