[CLYDE]
I can't take no more of this
This nightmare has to end
In this godforsaken place
Death would be a welcome friend

I could pay a crooked guard
To kill me, yeah, that's it
Better that than sixteen years
Dyin' slowly bit by bit

All I did was rob a few stores
Justice here don't fit the crime
I've been broken by the devil
Justice is a waste of time

I won't get to heaven
Why not raise a little hell?

[Transitional Instrumental break]

He'll see me, but it's the last time
That filthy scum has got to go
By tonight, it will be over
When I strike the fatal blow
No way out, I gotta do this
Him or me, okay, let's play
Never killed, but now I have to
Time to make Ed Crowder pay

I won't get to heaven
Why not raise a little hell?

No way I'll see heaven
So let's raise a little hell