Lyrics Prisoners - Herman Brood & His Wild Romance

They told you, honey, you're so damned important
And you thought important was the way to be
Now, you'll never ever find
The song within you preoccupied you
We're with bein' free

You know the day is gonna come
When man finds out his soul, honey, is on the run
Ain't that fun? You know
Nothin' seems to matter, child
It's all lies here, sugar
Huh, ain't that nice?

Find yourself a jail
Only prisoners can sing
Find yourself a crutch, mom
Only crippled ones can't swing

They told you, sugar, you're so damn important
And you thought important was the way to be
You know, you never ever seem to find
The song within you preoccupied you, honey
Bein' free

Find yourself a jail
Only prisoners can sing, mom
And find yourself a crutch
Only crippled ones can't swing