Now you got two years,
Because the life is so nice with you.
You robbed the bank in the corner.
You see, that was your mistake.
In the cells, you will find a friend,
Who will smoke with you sometimes.
So you won't be lonly.
On the black walls of your cell,
Sign every day.
Here you can train your shoulder,
Even get into shape.
And if you are looking for answers,
While you see apologetic faces,
Just say a prayer because
The soap is greasy and the floor is wet,
You will get striped tan, the time stands still.
Maybe it is just a nightmare.
-Yes, I have to wake up!
But the lock is on your cell door,
It sees you after every night.
Do you still think of Elsa?
What has she become?
Her long blonde hair,
It is not the wind who plays with her hair now.
I know you have already regretted what you did.
You desire the taste of the sun.
But just say a prayer because
The soap is greasy and the floor is wet,
You will get striped tan, the time stands still.
Maybe it is just a nightmare.
-Yes, I have to wake up!
Yeah, it is truly a nightmare.
-I know, I just have to wake up!
But the lock is on your cell door,
It sees you after every night.
And if you are looking for answers,
While you see apologetic faces,
Just say a prayer because
The soap is greasy and the floor is wet,
You will get striped tan, the time stands still.
Maybe it is just a nightmare.
-Yes, I have to wake up!
Yeah, it is truly a nightmare.
-I know, I just have to wake up!
But the lock is on your cell door,
It sees you after every night.