Call Down The Systems And The Ranks

The sawed off prisoners today.
See them shine in no ordinary way.
The grounded officers will say that it suits them fine.
Show the convicts to their place.
Call down the systems and the ranks.
I don't know what brought you this time.
I fold in this place.
There's sawed off sadness in their face, as they're wondering why the warden's regulations state.
It stole their confidence to say that it suits them fine.
It was no ordinary day in this place.