Songtexte: Citizen Cope. The Clarence Greenwood Recordings. Penitentiary.

Well, I'm waiting on the day
When the people walk free to see
When the penitentiary is on fire
When there's no need to bleed
For your mother or your brother
Or the one that comes before you, whoa

Well, I'm waiting on a time
When people walk free to see
From the penitentiary in our mind
When there's no need to bleed
For your father, or your son
Or the one that you've become, whoa

When the penitentiary is on fire
When the penitentiary is on fire

I'm waiting on the day
When the people walk free to see
The penitentiary is on fire
There's no need to bleed
For your father, or your son
Or the one that you've become and

Well, I'm waiting on a time
When people walk free to see
From the penitentiary in our mind
When there's no need to bleed
For your mother or your brother
Or the one that comes before you, yeah

When the penitentiary is on fire
When the penitentiary is on fire

Yeah, when the penitentiary is on fire
Ho, the penitentiary is on fire