The Ballad of Steven Sandison Lyrics

You can't incarcerate the voices in my head

Singing songs of freedom, meeting monsters in the dread

Prison's a bitch, but I ain't no bitch my friend

He crossed the line, I crossed his eyes and went to bed

Bet he regret that shit he said

I come from violence it's the only way I know

Bloodied and beaten from the cradle to death row

All they had were bibles so I guess I learned it well

I realized some folks are better off in hell

That pedophile won't live to tell

When the night falls I'll be there

To replace all the ugly things with flowers tied like nooses in her hair

Change the ones to zero

Change the ones to zero

Change the ones to zero

I am not no hero, no no no

No

I am such a naughty boy

Hobbies of the violent sort have always been the type that I enjoy

Change the ones to zero

Change the ones to zero

Change the ones to zero

I am not no hero, no no no

It's true to say that he's got nothing left to lose

This is the part two to the Folsom prison blues

Ain't got no remorse for killing sickness in the brain

He crossed the line, I crossed his eyes and took the blame

I'm stuck in prison just the same

They say that only god can judge him where he's sent

I swear I didn't judge the man, no I only set up the appointment

Change the ones to zero

Change the ones to zero

Change the ones to zero

I am not no hero, no no no