"this is your life-long atmosphere
your mother keeps you trapped in here
a cruel world you can't escape
your name is carrie, you're in bad shape..."
"holy church it's you we hail
feed us on our holy trail
give us gold and holy food
Jesus Christ we praise our loot..."
"...desperation, regret and the wish for a second chance play on his mind
during his transportation to a high security prison far out in the desert...
They close the door, they start the bus
I hope it's not the last trip that I have to go..."