Standard (EADGBE)

We're born in a prision, raised in a prision

Send to a prision called school,

We cry in a prision, We love in a prision,

We dream in a prision, like fools.

Wood becomes a flute when it's loved,

reach for yourself and your battered mates.

Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken,

Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.

We live with no reason, kicked round for no reason,

Thrown out without reason like tools.

Work in a prison and hate in a prison

And die in a prison as a rule.

Wood becomes a flute when it's loved,

reach for yourself and your battered mates.

Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken,

Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.

We live in a prison among judges and wardens

And wait for no reason or use

We laugh in a prision, go through all four seasons

And die with no vision or truth

Wood becomes a flute when it's loved,

reach for yourself and your battered mates.

Mirror becomes a razor when it's broken,

Look in the mirror and see your shattered fate.