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(leiber/stoller) |
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On july second, 1953, |
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I was serving time for armed robbery |
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'bout four in the morning |
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I was sleepin' in my cell |
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I heard a whistle blow |
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I heard somebody yell |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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Up in cell block number nine |
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The trouble started in cell block no. 4 |
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It spread like fire across the prison floor |
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I said "come on boys, get ready to run - |
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Here comes the warden with a tommy gun" |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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Up in cell block number nine |
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The warden said |
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"come out with your hands up in the air |
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If you don't stop this riot (or: you gonna start a riot ???) |
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You're all gonna get the chair" |
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Scarface jones said, "it's too late to quit |
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And pass the dynamite, 'cause the fuse is lit" |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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Up in cell block number nine |
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The ninety-second hour |
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The tear gas got our men |
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Crawled in our cells |
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But every now and then... |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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There's a riot goin' on |
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Up in cell block number nine |
