Bi lly Rose was a low rider Billy Rose was a night fighter
Bi lly Ros e knew t rouble l ike the sound of his own name
Bu sted on a drunken charge
Dr iving someone else's car
The local midnight sheriff's claim to fame
I n an Arizon a jail there are some who tell the tale how
Bi lly foug ht the s ergeant for some milk that he demanded
K nowing they'd remain the boss
K nowing he would pay the cost
They saw he was seve rely reprimanded
In the blackes t cell on A Block
He hanged h imself at dawn
With a note stu ck to the bunk head
Don't mess with me just take me home
Co me and lay help us lay
you ng Billy down
Lu na was a Mexi can the law calls an alien
For coming ac ross the border with a baby and a wife
Th ough the clothes upon his back were wet
St ill he thought that he could get
Some money and things to start a life
It hadn't been too very long when it seemed like everything went wrong
They didn' t even h ave the t ime to find themselves a home
This foreigner a brown-skin male
Th rown inside a Texas jail
It left the wife and ba by quite alone
He eased th e pain inside him
With a needl e in his arm
But the dope j ust crucified him
He died to no one' s great alarm
Come and lay help us lay
Yo ung Luna down
And we' re gonn a raze raze the prisons
To the g round
Ki lowatt was an aging con of 65 who stoo d a chance to stay alive
And l eave the j oint and walk the streets again
A s the time he was to leave drew near
He suffered all the joy and fear
Of leaving 35 year s in the pen
And on the day of his r elease he was approached by the police
Who took hi m to t he wa rden walking slowly by his side
The warden said "You won't remain here
B ut it seems a state retainer
C laims another 10 years o f your life."
He s tepped out in t he Texas sunlight
The cops a ll stood around
Old Kilow att ran 50 yards
Then threw himself down on the ground
They might as well just have laid
The old man down
And we' re gon na raze raze the prisons
To the g round
Help us raze r aze the prisons
To the ground
