My house is a prison
Police put me in
My house is a prison
When does freedom begin

When I try to go out
For a walk or bike ride
When I see the police
Stops me dead in my stride

My car is a sanctuary
When I travel around
My police radar’s on high
From the dangers I found

In this world I’m a prisoner
Of cruel lies people share
In this world I’m a prisoner
Of cruel poverty & fear

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