Theres No Night Out In The Jail

Chorus : F C well you dream of blondes and you dream of beer F C and life gets terribly stale F C it’s dead in the morgue but it’s deader in here Am there’s no night out in the jail C the fellas i knew must all miss me now G i guess i better come clean F C i’m sweating it out in the boot me boys Am an un - paying guest of the queen C well this prison life sure suits me fine G i lead a decent life F C at last my days are organized Am outside it’s nothing but strife Chorus me cobbers inside are just normal blokes who lead rather colorful lives like breaking and entering and stealing cars and just not supporting their wives well some blokes just like collecting things and some like guzzling beer well some blokes just can’t resist a fight and some keep getting ideas Chorus i’m working the farm it’s a healthy life i jump outta bed with a spring the tukka’s not bad i get lots of sleep so who’d wanna change with the king? no unemployment scares me now and even when i Am tired i know i’m on a cushy job for sure i can never be fired Chorus me creditors just don’t annoy me now me wife has to get off my back me mother - in - law had to drown herself who said the outlook is black? nothing now can worry me behind these prison walls just like a bull of pedigree i’m locked up at night in the stalls Chorus