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- wanted to put on a show, so with all my kids in tow,


- cooked up a scheme, to follow my dream.


 I knew that we could sing and dance, but still we’d need an audience,


- then I knew, exactly what to do. Check this out.


 Playing shows behind the bars, we’d instantly become 


big stars


- and that began the Lynette and kids North  American prison tour blues.


Prison tour blues, I got the talking to the prisoner blues.


 Remember that I like to teach, ok I guess I preach,


There’s a lot to say, I’ll help you see the way


 Turn something bad to something good, Soon you’ll live the life you should,


N’ suddenly, some convict said blow me.


I answered him with dignity, my kids are here be nice to me.


 You could use that colorful language in a beneficial way. Why don’t you write a book called 101 ways to divert attention off your inner self and onto your much less impressive wee wee. And I would know I have a degree, in much less impressive wee wees.


 -and that began the Lynette and kids North American prison tour blues


 I'VE BEEN TO STONY MOUNTAIN, STATEN ISLAND, AND SING-SING.


I'VE HEADLINED AT ATTICA,


MILTON, TIMMONS, CORNWALL AND KINGSTON FROM, THING TO THING TO THING.


 Forty cities in a van, I’m working on the master plan,


But still no fame nobody knew my name


Except in jail – I set up to fail - again – time to bail -


Maybe they’ll care - for the teachings I share


Get something good from something bad that is the message I had.