Mister Conviction
Visit me in prison
Yes it's an open prison
Literally escapes you
Where's the wall?
Who's the guard?
Must have been a paragon of virtue, oh-ho
Do we need a shower fitted
Yes, that is a euphemism
Do you have the door key?
Fresh meat
Keep it clean
Must have been a saviour of the sullen, oh-ho
Oh-ho
Far, far away
At the end of a dirty-rotten week
Comes a sigh
That is lost in time
Far, far away
As the pose make's a monkey of your back
He assured that the end is nigh
Try and see it my way
No-one likes a bird in the arse
Fire is a cliche
Staying warm
Lightweights
Must have been a talker of testicles, oh-ho
Bacon bacon bacon bacon
Cancer threats are omnipresent
Button up you ding-dongs
Colourful tit-jobs
Ding dong ding dong ding dong ding
Fetch the ammunition lads
Raise 'em up
Raise 'em raw
Raise them to respect the law
Breaking in the gerrymandering zone
Watch your toes
Watch your toes