I'm waking up to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I'm breathing in the chemicals. . I'm breaking in, shaping up. Then checking out on the prison bus.
Whoa, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh. Whoa, oh, oh. Whoa. . I'm waking up to ash and dust. I wipe my brow and I sweat my rust. I'm breathing in the chemicals. .