HARD TO DISAPPOINT

Wait a minute…
In a jail cell, like a see-saw
I see the sizzling chain has cut me some
In the sand I drowned my dreams
Then I got jacked up on some run
Tied in chains in a dungeon, dying slow
On and on and on Lord
The good times are gone
I am in solitary
Oh God please tear it down
On and on and on Lord
The good times are gone
I can’t walk by the seaside
Rattling chains my only
There’ll be a jailbreak
So Satan said
But still these chains keep rattling on
Now I stare into the darkness
I see the snakes and flames
In a jail cell, tied in chains, dying slow
On and on and on Lord
The good times are gone
Take my place in Heaven
But for now just let me go
In a jail cell, like a see-saw
I see the sizzling chain has cut me some
In the sand I drowned my dreams
Then I got jacked up on some run
Dying slow, in a dungeon, tied in chains