Dime in Dannemora

Did a dime in Dannemora Built me a nickel in Joliet Three deuces down in Attica Great times I won't forget Well I lived my life on the wrong side The only side I know I was born to be a convict I'm an outlaw in my soul My daddy was 10 feet tall With eyes of fire And hands of steel At least it seemed that way He taught me to stand up strong To right every wrong To fight and steal for every meal And stake your claim Stand your ground Don't get pushed around Be tough and live without fear And take what you want From the banks cause like they say You know the money's there Did a dime in Dannemora Built me a nickel in Joliet Three deuces down in Attica Great times I won't forget Well I lived my life on the wrong side The only side I know I was born to be a convict I'm an outlaw in my soul Well I did the crime And I served hard time I can't be tamed so they say But I can fashion a shiv From five toothpicks Hide anything in my cage I can sneak a bundle, drink some chalk, trade some clavo, eat a choke, So don't mess with me 'cause I'm no joke I outrank you, I can shank you, send a body to the tank So do not snitch or be a bitch or you'll have me to thank Did a dime in Dannemora Built me a nickel in Joliet Three deuces down in Attica Great times I won't forget Well I lived my life on the wrong side The only side I know I was born to be a convict I'm an outlaw in my soul I'm a frequent flyer with a soul on fire I'll catch a ride and rage in my cage And trade you bats for a binky And won't start acting hinky Damn the judges, cops and screws I'm delivering you the news Mace me, bind me Throw me in the hole I'll do my Buck Rogers time 'til The day of my parole