The Prisoner
D.O.A.
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Apartment walls, halls are small Government building, site much too small These tiny boxes won't let me out These tiny boxes are too remote It's a screaming mess Television city dream Your robot's eyes gleam In my future dream It's not fate or chance It's the money in the bank Burn their timber and gather bricks Drive 'em fire, the bloody dicks It's a screaming mess And I am the prisoner The prisoner, the prisoner Go ? fate or chance Kick somebody in the face Burn their timber and gather bricks Drive 'em fire, the bloody dicks It's a screaming mess A television city dream Your robot's eyes gleam In my future dream And I am the prisoner The prisoner, the prisoner Well, I am the prisoner The prisoner, the prisoner The prisoner
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Written by: ELIZABETH CAROLINE ORTON, WILLIAM ORBIT
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