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