Oh, Life on the outside ain't what it used to be.
Y'know, the world's gone crazy, and it ain't safe on the streets.
Well, it's a drag, I know, there's only one place to go.
Baby, back where I come from, I'm comin' home.
Oh, Life on the inside ain't what it used to be.
Y'know, the kids have gone crazy, and they'll stick you for a slice of cheese.
Oh, it's a drag, I know, there's only one place to go.
Baby, back where I come from, I'm comin' home. (Hey, man.
I got an idea.
I know a way we can get outta here.
You know that laundry room in Cell Block Four?
Well, there's a tile that goes right through the floor.
We'll be in Mexico in a week and a half, and we can just sit back and laugh.) Oh, yeah!
Well, lights out, baby.
Yeah, it looks like the end for me.
Last dance comin', it's the chicken and the rice and beans.
Well, it's a drag, I know, but everybody's gotta go.
They're waitin' for me down below, I'm comin' home.
Oh, yeah, I'm comin' home.
Writer(s): Christy Karacas, Joseph Bradley, Luke Crotty, Eric Dufresne, Robert Laakso
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