Going to Prison Songtext
von Turid

Going to prison
′Cause we ask them to listen
Well, we stole all their bread
We nearly starved in bed
They told me to shut up
My throat they would cut off
I'm sad that they didn′t
Then I wouldn't be here now
Children are killing
Each other for filling
Their own cups with more
Before they're shown to their door
They go hard at working
There′s no use at searching
Their future is damned
For starvation is a crime
Is there no way out
From this hell? You can shout
Or is it like it′s meant to be
That some are chained and some are free?


The unions are talking
With robber barons they're walking
And money crops they promised us
By dance do keep us down
You maybe won′t see it
But there's something that doesn′t fit
In the perfect system we have built
Or so it seems to us who live near the ground
Here we can hear the sound
Of something in the complex that is crumbling through
We're armed with a heart, no job
No payment for this job
Where work is a free fund
Here′s a house we can pull down
They told us it's ours
So we must have the power
To decide whether it shall grow
Or be pulled for another one
So come all of ye workers
And love-treasure searchers
We'll build up another home
Where anybody may roam
Where no one is rich or poor
Or steps on his brother for
Some frightening higher name
Where we are all the same