Cling clang, go the chains, Someone’s out to find you
Cling clang, oh the chains, The warden’s right behind you
Quick now, his seeking chains, Approach with their shrill scrape
Don’t stop, flee the chains, Your last chance to escape!
Drag the chains, drag the chains, With all the strength you may!
Drag the chains, drag the chains, ‘Ere they drag you away!
Cling clang, go the chains! No more time for fear!
Cling clang, no the chains! The last sound that you’ll hear!
Reflections of your pretty face
betray a soul you can't replace
at the end of the day.
The high horse that you rode for so long
has trampled you and now moved on.
But you'll never change!