Oh the smell of prison Is sour Rats in our pillows Gunshots from the tower As I look out my window Between labored breath Some big Turk reminds me To leave would be my death I'm known to people around here Known for what I done When I first arrived I was shown my bed I thought id won Inside these halls There's only one One old hearts murmured beating One freezing frightened captain His severed limbs lay bleeding And when that big deal happens If I should fall Don't catch me I recall The big Turk