In and Out of Jail

[couchgrouch]

In and Out of JailBrick through glasseasy break and enternever meant to hurt the guyat that shopping centerand when I did my eightthe beergut guard at the gatesaid, "buddy, I can always tellyou were born to be in and out of jail"went to see my mombut the sheets on her linewere sails on wasted daysfloating off with winegot work busing tablesfor bread crumb payand Randy from the blockstopped in one daysaid, "with jobs like this you're sentenced to failand forever be in and out of jail"we talked awhilewhen I took a breakhe said he knew a bankwe could takeI sipped my teathought about the bankshook his handsaid "no thanks"some guys spend yearschipping stone and grout then land back in lock-upsoon as they're outbut my time was servedso I can make time for lifeif I've got the nerveI'll show those who say I deserve a cellthat I won't be in and out of jailrather than go to FolsomRandy was shot seven timeswhen four stone walls are softerthat six walls of pineand I'd always blamed my momfor not visiting mebut maybe I could use freedomto set her freeI told her bottles were just cold glass cellsbut with my help she wouldn't be in and out of jail(c)2005 Robert George