Walking the Yard

I take a walk out in the yard
Twenty minutes every day
And I wonder where you are
And why the cops took me away
That night you played your records loud
You would have made Dave Wipfler proud
I must have caught you by surprise
By the look of terror in your eyes
When you found me in your room
Confessing all my love to you
Say you’ll be true
Say you’ll be true
I get dirty looks from all the brothers
(Looks from all the brothers)
I’m getting death threats from the skins
(Death threats from the skins)
Hope I get out on good behaviour
Or I may not see you again
Traded my Camels and my cools
For a bitching set of tools
And I’ll be working every night
When the guard turns out the light
I’m sneaking dirt out in my shoe
From the tunnel I’m digging back to you
Say you’ll be true
I’ve tunneled through the sewer line
Came all this way to make you mine
That’s when I saw him kissing you
And now I don’t know what to do
So now I’m sitting here alone thinking 'what the fuck?'
I guess I’m just shit out of luck