"Penitentiary State" genre: Americana
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	A good old fashioned prison song.
	Lyrics Well the knife’s chained up to the cutboard I make burgers a dozen at a time It’s a permanent vacation pumping iron every day And I do it on the taxpayer’s dime Yes I do it on the taxpayer’s dime But this is the longest vacation I ever had Soon I should be a-gettin’ back to work See my wife and kids, humble house and family Mine is not a pleasant life to lead… Company’s fine, but I ain’t free to leave Well I can’t say I’m sorry for what I’ve done But I’m certainly sorry I got caught When I saw his fists start smashing I broke a bottle in the same fashion Her ex, had it out for my wife y’see He was a bad cop, now he’s a dead cop, thanks to me Well I’ve already served half my sentence Soon I should be up for parole But a man convicted of a federal crime Has got to serve, his en-ti-re time That’s why I’ll flatten out this sentence till I die I’m gonna flatten out this sentence till I die

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