Public Travesties
The cold steel gates open for these public travesties
They are now fortunate enough to be a guest of her majesties
Iron bars and steel doors
Cold damp ceilings and filthy floors
This is there accommodation whilst serving there sentence
To give them time to show there repentance
Other in mates laugh and mock
Making time drag on that slow ticking clock
Murderers to thieves there all in here
Most believing they were treated to severe
One hour out and twenty three in
This is the penance for there sin
Christmas new year and your Childs birthday
All pass by on your solitary stay
Happiness in here there is no way
Every second you are made to pay
Reading writing or drawing a sketch
You can do all of these on a custodial stretch
Time to think and time to prayÂ
Wishing the regret would fade away
So before you think that crime does pay
Imagine life in here each and every day
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hymnagen says: Wonderful cautionary tale! |
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Public TravestiesPublic Travesties The cold steel gates open for these public travesties They are now fortunate enough to be a guest of her majesties Iron bars and steel doors Cold damp ceilings and filthy floors This is there accommodation whilst serving there sentence To give them time to show there repentance Other in mates laugh and mock Making time drag on that slow ticking clock Murderers to thieves there all in here Most believing they were treated to severe One hour out and twenty three in This is the penance for there sin Christmas new year and your Childs birthday All pass by on your solitary stay Happiness in here there is no way Every second you are made to pay Reading writing or drawing a sketch You can do all of these on a custodial stretch Time to think and time to pray Wishing the regret would fade away So before you think that crime does pay Imagine life in here each and every day |
J O H NJOHN my name is John and as you can see I'm really not one for personal property The clothes on my back are all i have got I know it isn't an awful lot My bed for the night is wherever I lay Maybe a bench or a shop doorway Lying in the dark with no central heating The cold wind giving my body a real savage beating Strangers walk by oblivious to me Some are kind enough to toss me 20 p I'm all alone here in this treacherous place You can see this from the torment that runs through my face Hunger and thirst are all I can feel As I'm hunting through the bins for my next meal Maybe some chips or a half eaten pie I stumble along fighting the tears I cry Selling the big issue is my only employment As you can imagine there are no prospects or any enjoyment I long for a home and maybe a bird But what chance have I got i know it's absurd Police move me on wherever I go If only they could see if only they could know It'... |