D.O.A. - The Prisoner Lyrics

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The Prisoner

The Prisoner Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For The Prisoner By D.O.A.?
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 |
Who Wrote The Prisoner By D.O.A.?
Elizabeth Caroline Orton, William Orbit
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What's The Duration Of The The Prisoner By D.O.A.?The duration of The Prisoner is 2:59 minutes and seconds. |
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