| EYES they don't call this a prison because we're so young we're not inmates, we're sheep that have strayed they dress us alike we wear the same shoes they feed us three meals a day the guard has eyes the warden has eyes the stone walls and steel bars have eyes the devil tracks your every move the man in the moon and the stars see, too the man in the moon and the stars the firemen's wives auxillary come twice a year to call they're scared, we know it they try not to show it why, we're just boys after all chorus the night guard walks through like a thundering god between steps you hear your cigarette burn we wait in the dark for nothing at all but another day taking its turn chorus |
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