Penitentiary

Well I'm waiting on the day When the people walk free to see When the penitentiary is on fire When there's no need To bleed For your mother or your brother Or the one that bomes before you whoa Well I'm waiting on a time when people walk free to see From the renitentiary in our mind When there's no need to bleed For your father Or your son Or the one that you've become When the penitentiary is on fire When the penitentiary is on fire