Why must they come for me again
I know it's escape number ten
This is the time to run and hide
I write to you to say I have tried
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
The choppers soar above my head
Right now, I think I know I'm dead
Then I am greeted by the cuffs
They pull me right up by the scruff
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why
Why, why, why