ciaran murphy - when i get out lyrics
arms stretched wide in a p-ssive way
one more strip search to begin the day
pig thick warders carry out the governor’s orders
without question
and they feel so hard in their boiler suits
their foot long batons and their n-z- boots
and they try to break me with their dirty looks
but i’m not biting
[chorus]
instead i tell myself you won’t be here forever
one fine day you’re going home
and well beyond these walls, the wires, mesh and cameras
i’ll catch up with them alone
but they stare me out like the living dead
they let their sniffer dogs go through my bed
and the governor jokes that they’ll be better fed
than any prisoner
they make their living making my life h-ll
don’t look for justice in a 9 foot cell
comply at once boy or we’ll hit the bell
and you’ll be battered
[chorus]
but i still tell myself i won’t be here forever
one fine day i’m going home
and well beyond these walls, the wires, mesh and cameras
i’ll catch up with them alone
i’ve got 5 years down and i’ve one to go
and i felt emotions that you’ll never know
but depression p-sses and my anger grows
with every minute
and these hard men screws that control my life
they search my children and disgrace my wife
they’re gonna have a run in with my stanley knife
when i’m a free man
i’m gonna hunt them down for every single minute
they’ll regret it, wait and see
every smart remark and grim humiliation
every time they tortured me
when the screw comes home from his local bar
i’ll be waiting for him in a little car
and i’ll put the right foot on it
and the f-cker’ll hit the bonnet
one screwed over
when he’s walking home from the greyhound track
he’ll feel my hammer bouncing off his back
and the grim frustration that i felt in isolation
will be settled
[chorus]
so i tell myself you won’t be here forever
one fine day you’re going home
and well beyond these walls, the wires, mesh and cameras
i’ll catch up with them alone
when the governor’s out in his sunday best
he’ll feel my stanley knife across his chest
and my ten hole dm boot will do the rest
that’s for jimbo
when he turns the key to his private flat
i’ll be waiting for him with a baseball bat
and he’ll feel the anger of the death cell hanger
he tormented
i used to tell myself don’t let them make you bitter
then they’ve got a hold on you
but this country lets them get away with murder
so murder’s what i’m gonna do
see i’ve watched brave men driven half insane
as they left their children standing in the rain
i heard young women screaming out in pain
in isolation
and i heard screws laugh as they cut the rope
of a young dead addict who gave up all hope
sure they only caught him with a lump of dope
and took remission
[chorus]
so i tell myself i won’t be here forever
one fine day i’m going home
and well beyond these walls, the wires, mesh and cameras
i’ll catch up with them alone
i used to tell myself don’t let them make you bitter
cause then they’ve got a hold on you
but this country lets them get away with murder
so murder’s what i’m gonna do
i’m gonna hunt them down for every single minute
they’ll regret it, wait and see
every smart remark and grim humiliation
every time they tortured me
every time they tortured me
every time they tortured me
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