Prisoners

They told you you're so damn important

& you thought important was the way to be

you'll never find the song within you

preoccupied you were with bein' free

you know the day's gonna come

a man finds his soul is on the run

(ain't that fun)

nothin' matters, it's all lies

(ain't that nice)

find yourself a jail

only prisoners can sing

find yourself a crutch

only crippled ones can't swing