I've never been one to really care, I guess.
I don't care they put me in the prison to the west.
So I skewer myself in my own chest
And cherish the things that I like best.

Some tell me I'm not right in the head.
They can think that 'til I'm gone and dead.
But until the day that I have said,
I'll just lay here in my old cell bed.

They'll never forgive me for what I've done,
They call me a monster, and say I should be hung.
But I did them the favor, I have done.
This prison cell shouldn't belong to anyone.

That man was a monster, A crook and a thief.
I thought I'd help the authorities, give them relief.
So I found the man and brought him with me,
While he screamed through gritted teeth.

To the town square we went, with haste.
For there was no time to waste.
You should've seen the look on their face.
And by my force, his last breath had escaped.

And right then and there I was taken away.
I'm here in this prison, I'm here to stay.
I'll be in here everyday.
Until I'm in my grave to lay.

So sleep well tonight knowing that I'm locked up.
But that's just tonight, I won't give up.

I'll be gone by tomorrow, you see,
For the criminal one is not me.
My escape will be simple and sweet.
This prison cell no longer belongs to me