Drunk tank full to overflowing
Mollyflockers wall to wall
Coming twice as fast as going
Time gets big; tank gets small.

Dominoes slap on the table
Bloods play bones in tank next door
Bust a bone, if you be able
Red Death stick it good some more.

Three days past my kickout time
Ask to phone; don't get the juice--
Crime times crime just equals more crime
Cut the mollyflockers loose.

Will I make the Christmas kickout?
Will commissary come today?
Will they take my blood for Good Time
Or just take my guts away?

Some snitch found my homemade outfit!
They've staked a bull up at the still!
They've scoped the plants we were sprouting
At the bottom of the hill.

They punched my button, pulled my covers
Blew my cool, ruint my ruse
They've rehabilitated this boy
Cut this mollyflocker loose

The fish that nibbles on the wishing
Let him off his heavy rod
The gowned gavel-bangers fishing
Cut them loose from playing God.

Back off Johnson, back off peacefreaks
From vendettas, from Iraq
Cut loose the squares, cut loose the hippies
Cut loose the dove, cut loose the bomb.

You, the finger on the trigger
You, the hand that weaves the noose
You hold the blade of brutal freedom--
Cut all the mollyflockers loose.

If something gets in your way,
Just THINK IT Over...
If something gets in your way,
JUST THINK IT OVER!

If something gets in your way,
Just think it OVER...
If something gets in your way,
JUST THINK IT OVER!

And, it will fall down
It will fall down
It will fall
Just wait 'n see!

Soon, it'll fall down
It'll fall down
It'll fall
TAKE IT FROM ME!

Everything that gets in your way ain't real
Everything that gets in your way ain't real
Everything that gets in your way ain't real
It ain't real!
It ain't real, so
What's the deal?

It ain't real, so
What's the deal?

It'll fall over
Over
Over