"Doin' Time" as written by Rick Rubin, Adam Horowitz, Adam Yauch, George Gershwin, Ira Gershwin, Bradley Nowell, Marshall Goodman, Dubois Hayward and Dorothy Hayward....
They tell me that the sun comes up every morning,
They tell me that there's people out on the streets,
But why is life so cruel?
They tell me man he tops the list in creation,
He takes his place as uncrowned king of the world
But why is man so cruel?
He's doin' time,
Ain't it a crime.
Oh Prince of Peace
We need you now,
Give us a sign
To show us how.
Locked in her room the lover mourns her betrayer,
Seems every love possesses treachery too
But how can love be cruel?
Ain't it a shame,
He took the blame.
Seems this old world
Has lost its way
On such a torn
And troubled day.
Locked in her room the lover mourns her betrayer,
Surely not love possesses treachery too
But how can love,
Oh how can love,
Oh how can love be cruel?
Ain't it a shame,
He took the blame.


Lyrics submitted by Chris_Gough

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