I signed autographs in the visitation room Waitin' for you the last time, inmate 502
Daddy's home
You still got it in your government green suit And I look down and out in my fine Italian shoes And we're tight as a Bible with the pages stuck like glue Yeah, you did some time, well, I did some time, too
Daddy's home
Ow Ow Ow
Daddy's home, daddy's home, daddy's home Daddy's home, daddy's home, daddy's home, daddy's home
Well, all good Puritans, they'll pray about reform You swore you had paid your dues Then put a PayDay into your uniform We're all born innocent, but some good saints get scrеwed Well, hell, whеre can you run when the outlaw's inside you?