The sin and the sentence You condemn me 'Cause you don't understand me Penance in the fire (to a lie) The plagues grip your throat (they'll genuflect to a lie) Penance in the fire (To a lie) The plagues grip your throat (They'll genuflect to a lie) You

Down the road came a Junco Partner For he was loaded as can be He was knocked out, knocked out loaded He was a'wobblin' all over the street Singing six months ain't no sentence And one year ain't no time I was born in Angola Serving fourteen to ninety