Silver and Gold (Studio Version)

In the shithouse a shotgun
Praying hands hold me down
If only the hunter was hunted
In this…
Tincan town
Tincan town

No stars in the black night
Looks like the sky fall down, yeah
No sun in the daylight
Looks like it…
Chained to the ground
Chained to the ground

The warden says
The exit is sold
If you want a way out…
Silver and gold
Silver and gold

Broken back to the ceiling
Broken nose to the floor
I scream at the silence it’s crawling
Crawls under the door

There’s a rope around my neck
And there’s a trigger in your gun
Jesus, I say something
I am someone
I am someone

Captains and kings
In the ships hold
They came to collect…
Silver and gold
Silver and gold

See them coming and a going
See them captains and the kings
See them navy blue uniforms
See them bright and shiney things
Bright and shiney things

The temperature is a rising
The fever white hot
Mister I ain’t got nothing
But it’s more than you’ve got
Chains no longer bind me
Not the shackles at my feet
Outside are the prisoners
Inside the free
Set them free
Set them free

A prize fighter in a corner is told
Hit where it hurts
For silver and gold
For silver and gold