Postal Service - This Place Is A Prison Lyrics
this place is a prison and these people aren'tyour friendsinhaling thrills through $20 bills and thetumblers are drained and then flooded againand againther're guards at the on ramps armed to theteethand you may case the grounds from thecascades to puget sound, but you are notpermitted to leavei know there's a big world out there like theone i saw on the screenin my living room late last night, it wasalmost too bright to seeand i know that it's not a party if it happensevery nightpretending there's glamour and candelabrawhen you're drinking by candlelightwhat does it take to get a drink in this place?what does it take, how long must i wait?