These prison blues are standard issue
Even when our suits ain't blue
We've got shake downs on a daily
Shanks and hooch, snitches too
Those bars lockin' down a cell block
Warden's yellin' down the hall
"Boys you gonna make my prison thicker;
I lift the hammer, hammer's heavy
And let that fall upon the stone
And let that shake these chains that bind me
And build these walls I call my home
I've got scars that poorly mended
And I don't seem to fit no more
Yet I wake myself each mornin'
Just prepare for what's in store
For what's in store for me
So tonight its cold as bullets
Keys walk up and down my tier
Tell myself the end is comin' soon
That same fear that's got me drinkin'
And put these tracks all down my arm
That same fear's been inside me, ever since I was born
So I lift the hammer, hammer's heavy
And let that fall upon the stone
And let that shake these chains that bind me
And build these walls I call my home
I've got scars that poorly mended
And I don't seem to fit no more
Yet I wake myself each mornin'
Just prepare for what's in store
Freedom's just a distant memory
I lose more and more each day
Can't forgive the man inside me
Every day's like every other
Every day's like every other
Every day's like every other
Let me out of here... now
I've run my route in here
Cause... this hammer's heavy