on the range in Pocon-ho,
and leavenworth's a go-go
with the warden't selection,
and a disco affection
I'm a dancin in my cell

and when the lights go down at night
and we're all jammed in here so tight
I can hear the convection, down in ISO protection
that they're dancin in the cells

oh oh dancin in my cell
oh oh dancin in my cell
it never stresses me out
while I wait to get out
if I can dance here in my cell..oh oh oh oh

if I yap I might be slaughtered
but my name is docket blottered
but the copper's lies,and the Judgement guys
leave me dancin in my cell

so lets check another bunk
a new reformed chi-monk
he's never on the floor, so there's room galore
so I keep dancin in my cell

oh oh dancin in my cell
oh oh dancin in my cell
it never stresses me out
while I wait to get out
if I can dance here in my cell..oh oh oh oh

Oh, oh, oh.
Oh, oh oh oh, oh oh, oh oh oh, oh oh...

well if I get out I will disco
the new move.. "hide the crisco"
my old cellmate was bubba,
and he had killed his mudda
and what he don't like in "his cell"

so lets make the moves real hard
and teach them to the guards
and there's the odd romance, with a little slow dance
yeah when there's dancin in the cell, oh oh oh oh

oh oh dancing in my cell
oh oh dancing in my cell
and there's the odd romance, with a little slow dance
and there's the odd romance, with a little slow dance
and there's the odd romance, with a little slow dance
oh oh oh oh oh oh oh dancing in my cell
dancing in my cell
oh oh oh oh


sweat...sweat.....