Sentenced - Stick Figure

And as I got off the train

Way down in New Orleans

I grab my hat I put on my coat

Reach for my spliff yeah I had myself a little smoke yeah

I was sentenced

Living in a dungeon

Sentenced

Living in a dungeon

And now I'm locked up in jail

And I spend my days in a cold dark prison cell

I rest alone I watch myself grow old

And I don't deserve this well I just wanna go home

I was sentenced

Living in a dungeon

Sentenced

Living in a dungeon

I should have known when I shot the man dead

There'd be a bounty a bounty for my head

Well I don't care now that your man's dead

I'm just missing one thing a good spliff to my head

I've been walking in my sleep

And I've been waking in my dreams

I've been living in the past

My food don't pay this debt

I was sentenced

I was sentenced

Living in a dungeon

Sentenced

Living in a dungeon

I was sentenced

I was sentenced

Living in a dungeon

Living in a dungeon

Sentenced

Sentenced

Sentenced

Living in a dungeon