Herman Brood - Prisoners lyrics

They told you you're so damn important & you thought important was the way to be you'll never find the song within you preoccupied you were with bein' free you know the day's gonna come a man finds his soul is on the run (ain't that fun) nothin' matters, it's all lies (ain't that nice) find yourself a jail only prisoners can sing find yourself a crutch only crippled ones can't swing