letter from death row þarký sözü

sitting here in my cell writing a letter
thanking all the people who made my living conditions better

and thanks to the justice system
i´m making a million
my lawyer got me a book deal
now i´m making a killing just from making a killing

i got an agent for the publicity
an accountant to count my royalties
the talk shows want me, sorry i can´t go
i´m stuck here on death row

you call me hannibal lechter, if i was smarter
if i was charlie manson you´d make me a martyr wouldn´t ya
you´d call me a handsome man if i was bundy
but if i looked like john wayne gasey you´d just say i´m funny, not ha ha funny
chorus:
tried to act my career just flopped
killed my neighbor, got on cops
problem is, i only made one show now
i´m stuck here on death row

the poor victim´s families never make a dime
networks say i´m not prime time
all my cell mates on my cell block
say i´m the hottest topic at the coffee shops

waitress cries, "god how they should free me"
send me her love letters, says someday she´d really love to meet me
tells her customers people should forgive me for the things i do
i wonder if i kill her would her family forgive me too?

chorus
thanks for the attention and the publicity
the taxpayer´s dollars that you spend on me
thanks for the good meal, dry bed, and these warm clothes
i´m alive and well on death row