Prison Trilogy - Billy Rose

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Billy Rose was a low rider, Billy 
Rose was a night fighter
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  Billy Rose knew trouble like the 
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sound of his own name
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Busted on a drunken charge
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Driving someone else's car
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The local midnight sheriff's claim 
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to fame

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In an Arizona jail there are some 
who tell the tale, how
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Billy fought the sergeant for some 
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milk that he demanded
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Knowing they'd remain the boss
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Knowing he would pay the cost
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They saw he was severely reprimanded

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In the blackest cell on A Block
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He hanged himself at dawn
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With a note stuck to the bunk head
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Don't mess with me, just take me 
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home

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Come and lay, help us lay
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young Billy down

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Luna was a Mexican the law calls an 
alien
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For coming across the border with a
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 baby and a wife
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Though the clothes upon his back 
were wet
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Still he thought that he could get
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Some money and things to start a 
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life

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It hadn't been too very long when 
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it seemed like everything went wrong
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They didn't even have the time to 
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find themselves a home
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This foreigner, a brown-skin male
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Thrown inside a Texas jail
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It left the wife and baby quite 
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alone

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He eased the pain inside him
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With a needle in his arm
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But the dope just crucified him
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He died to no one's great alarm

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Come and lay, help us lay
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Young Luna down
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And we're gonna raze, raze the 
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prisons
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To the ground

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Kilowatt was an aging con of 65 
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who stood a chance to stay alive
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And leave the joint and walk the 
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streets again
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As the time he was to leave drew 
near
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He suffered all the joy and fear
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Of leaving 35 years in the pen

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And on the day of his release he was
 approached by the police
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Who took him to the warden walking 
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slowly by his side
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The warden said "You won't remain 
here
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But it seems a state retainer
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Claims another 10 years of your 
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life."

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He stepped out in the Texas sunlight
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The cops all stood around
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Old Kilowatt ran 50 yards
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Then threw himself down on the 
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ground

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They might as well just have laid
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The old man down
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And we're gonna raze, raze the 
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prisons
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To the ground
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Help us raze, raze the prisons
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To the ground