Letra de You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison (Live for BBC Radio 1's "The Lock Up", 2005)
One, two, three, four Nice, nice, nice, ah, nice Ah, oh, are we record-oh we're recording Oh, we are? Alright, let's do thisWell alright, well get down Until it came down, down Here we goIn the middle of a gunfight In the center of a restaurant They say, "Come with your arms raised high"Well, they're never gonna get me Like a bullet through a flock of doves To wage this war against your Faith in meYour life will never be the same On your mother's eyes, say a prayer Say a prayer, yeahNow, but I can't, and I don't know How we're just two men as god had made us Well, I can't, well, I can, hey, yeah Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips againThey all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups in drag But nobody cares if you're losing yourself Am I losing myself? (I miss my mom)Will they give me the chair? Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare? Nobody knows All the trouble I've seenNow, but I can't, and I don't know How we're just two men as god had made us Well, I can't, well, I can, hey, yeah Too much, too late, or just not enough of this Pain in my heart for your dying wish I'll kiss your lips againTo your room What they ask of you will make you want to say, "So long" But, I don't remember Why remember youI hope you know that this is gonna go down On your permanent record Fuck that Your time is upLife 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, let's go Yeah, now, now, now, now Now, now, now Now, now, yeah, yeah Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh