In the shit house, a shotgun Praying hands hold me down If only the hunter was hunted In this tin can town No stars in the black night Looks like the sky fall down No sun in the daylight Looks like it's chained to the ground Broken back to the ceiling Broken nose to the floor I scream at the silence That crawl under the door That crawl under the floor The warden says The exit is sold If you want a way out Silver and Gold - Silver and Gold There's a rope around my neck There's a trigger in your gun Jesus - say something I am someone I see them coming and going The captains and the kings The navy blue uniforms