JAIL BIRD SONG I was once a child with no morals Just a thought of make believe Wrong was more than right Right was wrong It was fun A chase from the local police was hype I was playing with someone else’s life Pull my gun Damn It was still fun Down went the killer With a fountain of red Leaking out of his head I knew he was dead I was out of my mind By the end of the night The local police gave me time I thought wrong was right Wrong is wrong The judge gave me words To the jail bird song Copyright (c) 2011 Aetsystems