[Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] Like a stray cat in the trash, Chasing food like a rat, My clothes are rags, My shoes are worn, I am out of my wits, Shitting behind the Ritz, [Chorus] Well, Sing Sing Sing, Inside they live like kings Well, Sing Sing Sing Inside they live like kings [Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] Well, I got some bags, I sleep on top, Drunk on beer, high on pot, chased around by the cops I got to piss Shitting behind the ritz [Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] Well, Sing Sing Sing, Inside they live like kings Well, Sing Sing Sing Inside they live like kings [Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] I burn some trash to keep warm I have no fur coat for the storm I lost a toe to the cold Come give me a kiss Shitting behind the ritz Well [Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] , Sing Sing Sing, Inside they live like kings Well, Sing Sing Sing Inside they live like kings [Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] Like a stray cat in the trash, Chasing food like a rat, My clothes are rags, My shoes are worn, I am out of my wits, Shitting behind the Ritz, Well, Sing Sing Sing, Inside [Rowdy, aggressive, and packed with Irish punk energy—think bar fights, loyalty, and telling the world to f** off!*] Well, Sing Sing Sing Inside they live like kings
