Convict Colony

The legion is on fire!
The legion is on fire!
The legion is on fire!
I was born
In a convict colony
And I was torn
From the land that mothered me
Mother, may I?
She said, «Yes, you may»
Well, today I
I say right here today!
You’re a Convict Colony
If you’re running from the sun!
You’re a Convict Colony!
A Convict Colony!
And you don’t really want it
You don’t really want it
I was birthed
From the Earth
Fought my way
To this day
Now, I’m grown
Truth be told
I’ll be here
'Til you’re gone
You’re a Convict Colony!
If you’re running from the sun!
You’re a Convict Colony!
If you’re reaching for your gun!
You’re a Convict Colony!
If you’re running from the sun!
You’re a Convict Colony!
A Convict Colony!
And you don’t really want it
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want it!
You don’t really want!