Из альбома: Americana

Up again

You're going to prison, you're off to the pen


You've gotten off easy so many times

But 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

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



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.



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

Well, I'll see ya



Have a nice life

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