Shut Your Little Trap, Inc Lyrics - Midwestern Songs Of The Americas - Dillinger Four

I know it's hard to believe but part of me was scared to leave 

They were so concerned with what I deserved 

They never thought about what I'd need 

And I know my friends from high school 

Are dropping my name because they think it's so cool 

That I'm caught in a cage match run by the state 

With middle-aged men whispering softly about rape 

Where does this leave me, where should I go 

Trapped with worse evils than I've ever known 

Think of what you had seen when you were sixteen 

Then think of me 

Now I'm just a guy who's got half his time to go 

If good behavior means a two-year show 

Other cons are talking about me now they call me the kid 

And the judge who sent me up made a good impression 

For the next election 

But what the media won't say is even with my freedom 

I still wouldn't be old enough to vote against him 

Some nights all I could do is sit and cry 

Is this what they want or do they want me to die? 

If that's the case, spark up the chair, tape up my face 

Kill me right here, because I can't take this living in fear 

And what I'm getting out of this has never made itself clear 

As a free man I've had to fight what it taught me 

Paranoia and constant bigotry 

A mind-set designed and provided just to hold me down 

Where respect came only through intimidation 

So I'm always expecting a confrontation 

Apparently this is what they call rehabilitation.