Stick Figure - Sentenced
текст песни

and as I got of the train way down in New Orleans
I grabbed my hat, I put on my coat
reached for my spliff, yeah
I had myself a little smoke, yeah

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I was sentenced, living in detention
sentenced, living in detention

and now I’m locked up in jail
I spend my days in a cold dark prison cell
I rest alone, I watch myself grow old
and I don’t deserve this, I just want to go home

{Chorus}

I should have known when I shot the man dead
there would be a bounty, a bounty for my dead, yeah
well I don’t care that that young mans dead
I’m just missing one thing, a good spliff to my head

I’ve been talking in my sleep
I’ve been waking in my dreams
I’ve been living in the past
my good old faith is dead

{Chorus} 2x