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A LETRA:
San Quentin, you've been livin' hell to me
You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die
And long ago I stopped askin' why
San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.
You've cut me and you've scarred me thru an' thru.
And I'll walk out a wiser, weaker man;
Mister Congressman, why can't you understand?
San Quentin, what good do you think you do?
Do you think that I'll be different when you're through?
You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul,
your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.
San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I live to tell.
May all the world forget you ever stood.
And the whole world regret you did no good.
San Quentin, you've been living hell to me.
You've hosted me since nineteen sixty three
I've seen 'em come and go and I've seen 'em die
And long ago I stopped askin' why
San Quentin, I hate every inch of you.
You've cut me and you've scarred me thru an' thru.
And I'll walk out a wiser, weaker man;
Mister Congressman, why can't you understand?
San Quentin, what good do you think you do?
Do you think that I'll be different when you're through?
You bend my heart and mind and you warp my soul,
your stone walls turn my blood a little cold.
San Quentin, may you rot and burn in hell.
May your walls fall and may I live to tell.
May all the world forget you ever stood.
And the whole world regret you did no good.
San Quentin, you've been living hell to me.
BOA SORTE!
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