Godfathers The Godfathers The Prisoner (C Burrows, P Coyne) Sitting in my peter all alone And the sun don't shine on my skin and bones I'm left to rot in hell inside a prison cell I'm doing time for something I ain't done A policeman he said I pulled a gun But I wasn't there oh God I swear And I wish that I could be Oh I wish that I could be Yes I wish that I could be So free, so free Slop in slop out and then lights out This prison life is killing me it's wearing me down I crave for liberty they're pissing in my tea Systemised brutality The screws and the cons have it in for me I play the waiting game a number for a name And I wish that I could be Oh I wish that I could be Yes I wish that I could be So free so free So free so free So free so free I miss my girl and I miss my ma I dream of walking out through that door But much to my surprise I'm institutionalised I'm on the inside and I'm looking out Stare at the bars and I scream and shout But no-one hears my plea they've thrown away the key And I wish that I could be Oh I wish that I could be Yes I wish that I could be So free so free So free so free So free so free So free so free So free so free