Convict Colony

The legion is on fire

The legion is on fire

The legion is on fire

I was born in a convict colony

I was torn from the land that mothered me

Mother, may I? She said, "Yes, you may"

Well, today I, I said, right here, today

You're a convict colony

If you're running from the sun

You're a convict colony, a convict colony

And you don't really want it

You don't really want it

I was birthed from the earth

Fought my way to this day

Now I'm grown truth be told

I'll be here 'til you're gone

You're a convict colony

You're running from the sun

You're a convict colony

You're reaching for your gun

You're a convict colony

You're running from the sun

You're a convict colony, a convict colony

And you don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want it

You don't really want