Österåker [San Quentin]

Österåker, you've been livin' hell to me
You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three
I've seen 'em come and go
And I've seen them die
And long ago I stopped askin' why

Österåker, I hate every inch of you
You've cut me and have scarred
Me thru an' thru
And I'll walk out a wiser weaker man
Mister Congressman why can't you understand

Österåker, what good do you think you do?
Do you think I'll be
Different when you're through?
You bent my heart and mind
And you may my soul
And your stone walls turn my
Blood a little cold
Österåker, may you rot and burn in hell
May your walls fall and may I live to tell
May all the world forget you ever stood
And may all the world regret you did no good

Österåker, you've been livin' hell to me