Lying Here, Watching The Time Pass

I Could Think Of A Million Things I'd Rather Do

Travel At My Own Pace

Put Myself Asleep If I Wanted To



Might As Well Be Behind Bars

Than Be Lashed To A Wave That I Can't Haul

I Might As Well Be A Slave

Lying Low In The Shade Of A Prison Wall



Lying Here, Watching The Time Pass

I Could Cry For The Helping Hands That I Refused

We Were Good Friends

But I Did Refuse



Might As Well Be Behind Bars

Getting Used To The Sound Of My Keeper's Call

I Might As Well Be A Slave

Drinking Sun Through A Chink In A Prison Wall



Down Here, Down Where The End Is

You Absolve Me From Every Crime I Ever Planned

I Was So Surprised

I Did Not Think That You Would Understand



Might As Well Be Behind Bars

Growing Old In A Carpeted Hall

I Might As Well Be A Slave

Always Safe Out Of The Rain In Prison Walls



Oh I Might As Well Be Behind Bars

Getting Used To The Sound Of My Keeper's Call

I Might As Well Be A Slave

Drinking Sun Through A Chink In A Prison Wall