Death Row
You can't help but let loose a te
arAs you contemplate your dire cri
mesYou find yourself over come with 
fearYet you look back upon good 
timesAmong all your peers, you're 
in fameAmong public eye, you're a 
schmuckAmong family, you're in 
shameAmong yourself ... was just 
bad luckYou didn't think you woul
d get caughtBut they had caught y
ou red handedWhen your damn legal
 case was foughtDeath Row is what
 they demandedYou're hands are cu
ffed, you're legs are chainedYou'r
e limbs are all bonded with steelA 
constant guard on you mantainedYo
ur greatest nightmare now realWh
en you enter the warden smilesAs 
he shows you which way to goYo
u shamefully tread the aislesAn
other convict in Death Row