You Know What They Do To Guys Like Us In Prison
In the middle of a gun fight...In the center of a restaurant...They say: "Come with your arms raised high!"Well, they're never gonna get me,And like a bullet through a flock of doves...To wage this war against your faith in me,Your life will never be the same.On your mother's eyes, say a prayer... say a prayer!
Now, but I can'tAnd I don't knowHow we're just two men as God had made us,Well, I can't... well, I can!Too much, too late, or just not enough of thisPain in my heart for your dying wish,I'll kiss your lips again.
They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost,My cellmate's a killer, they made me do push-ups (in drag)But nobody cares if you're losing yourself... Am I losing myself?!Well, I miss my mom,Will they give me the chair,Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dareAh, nobody knows...all the trouble I've seen!
Now, but I can'tAnd I don't knowHow we're just two men as God had made us,Well, I can't... well, I can!Too much, too late, or just not enough of thisPain in my heart for your dying wish,I'll kiss your lips again.
To your room...What they ask of you?Will make you want to say: "So long..."Well, I don't remember,Why remember... YOU?!
Do you have the keys to the hotel?!'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire! (FIRE!)
Life is but a dream for the dead,And well I, I won't go down by myself,But I'll go down with my friends.Now... (I can't explain)Now... (I can't complain)Now now, yeah!