just out on parole a new man saved soul ready to leave that life behind bus ride and a change of clothes no job dead broke no one wants a man who s done time i see someone left the keys in a foreign car ignition and i hear an old friend callin my name it s you again temptin me to break in and take that mazerati for a ride i bet you re down there smilin watchin me drivin with your pitch fork pokin at my side and i feel your firey touch against my skin it s you again a motel mattress covered in hundreds a bottle of bourbon on the floor visions of vegas fine wine and women as i see a bible on the night stand drawer a guilty conscience sets in feels like someone s watchin and i hear an old friend callin my name it s you again askin me to open that king james to psalm 102 and your words hit like lightnin i hear your angels cryin can t believe i turned my back on you and i can t enjoy the fruits of my sins it s you again sirens handcuffs new trial same judge disappointed lookin down at me sayin it s you again standin in my courtroom beggin me to show some mercy one more time sayin son i guess you didn t learn your lesson now it s time to pay up for your crime you ve earned a one way ticket to the pen one more word and i ll tack on another ten and i heard my cellmate say as i walked in it s you again