Looking on a past where we still had a chance
We were pawns in a game that we could not win
Now we're alone just a pick an' stone
We're dreaming of a future where our [bad word] in
Dreaming of a future where our [bad word] in

Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho a game we could not win
Hey ho dreaming of a future where our [bad word] in

prisoner, my thoughts are
number in a cell, locked up like a dog in this man made [bad word] 
Marching along, another man on the gang
I'm shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain
Shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

Hey ho a prisoner's song
Hey ho marching along, another man on the gang
Hey ho shackled and sentenced to the ball and chain

We count days and nights
We're paying with our lives
We're paying for our wrongs
Singing a prisoner's song
Singing a prisoner's song