Lyin in a stone cold room
Some would call a cell
For poor old barry prossit

This one had just been hell
The screws went in with batons out
And took this young mans life

They left behind a family
A heartbroken widowed wife
Barry prossit dead

The papers screamed for justice
Put these men in jail
Ha barrys friends and family

Knew that this would fail
The screws at last were brought to court
The charges then were read

But no-one really knew for sure
Who rendered barry prossits dead
Barry prossit dead

The verdict came as no great shock
To those who knew the score
And behind that prison walls that night

There was an angry roar
But life goes on as normal
In all the british nicks

Cos after all what can you say
To men who carry sticks