Standard (EADGBE)
We're born in a prision, raised in a prision
Send to a prision called school,
We cry in a prision, We love in a prision,
We dream in a prision, like fools.
Wood becomes a flute when it's loved,
reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
We live with no reason, kicked round for no reason,
Thrown out without reason like tools.
Work in a prison and hate in a prison
And die in a prison as a rule.
Wood becomes a flute when it's loved,
reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.
We live in a prison among judges and wardens
And wait for no reason or use
We laugh in a prision, go through all four seasons
And die with no vision or truth
Wood becomes a flute when it's loved,
reach for yourself and your battered mates.
Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken,
Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.