I had it all. Or I thought so anyway. And then there came the day. When I knew I’d been deceived. It was tailor made. The hole I’d dug myself. That morning they came knocking. ‘Couldn’t blame nobody else. You make mistakes. Then you make them all again. And find yourself deserted. By the people you called friends. All it takes. Is for one deal to go bad. You’re signing your confession. As they take all that you have. And all this years spent sitting here. Waiting to be free. My day has come. And I can finally see. Gloria –ah –ah –ah –ah. Gloria –ah –ah –ah -ah. Gloria –ah –ah –ah -ah. I’ve dreamed of waking. Up beyond that wall. It looks like I might make it after all. There’s a kid in here. Reminds me of my son. I watch him with the others. When they laugh about what they’ve done. So many ways. To impress one so young. The day they let him out of here. He’s gonna find himself a gun. I tried to say. Tried to make him understand. Fear is not respect. And it won’t make a boy a man. Oh you make them all again. It seems that I offended. One of those godforsaken men. In all these years spent sitting here. That last thing that I see. Is a baby face. With a blade that’s made for me. Gloria –ah –ah –ah –ah. Gloria –ah –ah –ah -ah. Gloria –ah –ah –ah -ah. I guess some things were. Never meant to be. Gloria –ah –ah –ah –ah. Gloria –ah –ah –ah -ah. Gloria –ah –ah –ah –ah. So open up that gate and. Welcome me. My spirits flown. And I’m finally free. Finally free… Yeah!