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F.u.c.k ! copyright can kiss my a.s.s
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On July the second, 1953
I was serving time in Tahatchopee
Four o'clock in the morning
I was sleepin' in my cell
I heard a whistle blow
And I heard somebody yell


There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
There's a riot goin' on
Up in cell block number nine

The trouble all started
up in cell block #4
It spread like fire
across the prison floor
Warden came in with a big tommy gun
Bang-bang-bang, tryin' to stop our fun

The warden said, come out
With your hands up in the air
If you don't stop this riot
You're all gonna get the chair
Two-gun Mathilda said
It's too late to quit
Pass the dynamite Molly
'Cause man, this fuse is lit