Letter From Death Row

Lyrics

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