Prisoner Songtext

von Roger Chapman

Got me a mynah, but it can't talk
I got a wolfhound, but it don't walk
Got me a mountain, I can't see down
Turn me a corner, I can't see round

(Chorus:)
Wearing shackles - ball and chain
Working suit - faded grey
Soleless boots - very plain
Gathering darkness - day by day
Want a number - please refer
Prisoner - prisoner
AWnt a number - call return
Prisoner

Got me a window, I can't see through
Where is it? In my bathroom
Got me a firkin, ain't got no cup
I got a crater, I can't fill up
Got me a mirror, that don't reflect
A rabbit's foot that don't protect - no

(Chorus)

I got a Halo that's prone to slip
Leans to the left on equality
Out there's an ocean of leary junks
And bible belts and defrocked monks
I got a record and that's a crime
An enemy, by god he's doing fine

(Chorus)

Seven-four-eight-eight-six-eight-three