You Know What They Do to Guys Like Us in Prison?

In the middle of a gun fight
 In the center of a restaurant
 They say, "Come with your arms raised high!"
 Well, they're never gonna get me,
 Like a bullet through a flock of doves
 To wage this war against your faith in me,
 Your life will never be the same.
 On your mother's eyes, say a prayer, say a prayer!
 Now, but I can't
 And I don't know
 How we're just two men as God had made us,
 Well, I can't, well, I can!
 Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
 Pain in my heart for your dying wish,
 I'll kiss your lips again.
 They all cheat at cards and the checkers are lost,
 My cellmate's a killer, they make me do push-ups in drag
 But nobody cares if you're losing yourself
 Am I losing myself?!
 Well, I miss my mom,
 Will they give me the chair,
 Or lethal injection, or swing from a rope if you dare?
 Ah, nobody knows all the trouble I've seen!
 Now, but I can't
 And I don't know
 How we're just two men as God had made us,
 Well, I can't, well, I can!
 Too much, too late, or just not enough of this
 Pain in my heart for your dying wish,
 I'll kiss your lips again.
 To your room
 What they ask of you
 Will make you want to say "So long"
 Well, I don't remember,
 Why remember you?!
 Do you have the keys to the hotel?!
 'Cause I'm gonna string this motherfucker on fire, fire!
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 Life is but a dream for the dead,
 And, well, I—I won't go down by myself,
 But I'll go down with my friends.
 Now, now, now, now... I can't explain
 Now, now, now... I can't complain
 Now, now, yeah!