I sign autographs in the visitation room
Waiting for you the last time
Inmate 502
Daddy's home
You still got it in your government green suit
I look down and out
In my fine Italian shoes
And we're tight as a bible
With the pages stuck like glue
Yeah, you did some time
Well, I did some time too
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
We're all good puritans
They'll pray about reform
You swore you had paid your dues
Then put a payday into your uniform
We're all born innocent
But some good saints get screwed
But hell, where can you run
When the outlaw's inside you
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home
Daddy's home