Paroles de The Good Life

The Good Life Well gather 'round and settle down And listen to my tale In the end you'll see Why I'm happier each day I smoke my cares away I'm livin' in the penitentiary Chorus: I get three meals a day I never have to pay This place is perfect for me I'll be here til I'm grey But I'm happier this way I'm livin' in the penitentiary I had a knife I had a wife They both were big and mean One was sharp and one was dull After a fight on a Saturday night I sliced her up and smeared her on the wall Chorus: I get three meals a day I never have to pay Yeah this place is perfect for me I'll be here in this place until my dying days I'm rockin' in the penitentary I know folks on the inside They keep trying for appeals But this place is perfect for me I'm in for life, you see That's why I'm fancy-free I'm livin' in the penitentiary Chorus: I get three meals a day I never have to pay This place is perfect for me I'll be here til I'm grey I'm happier this way I'm livin' in the penitentiary Oh Lord I'm dyin' in this penitentiary