The legion is on fire
The legion is on fire
The legion is on fireI was born in a convict colony
I was torn from the land that mothered me
Mother, may I? She said, "Yes, you may"
Well, today I, I said, right here, todayYou're a convict colony
If you're running from the sun
You're a convict colony, a convict colony
And you don't really want it
You don't really want itI was birthed from the earth
Fought my way to this day
Now I'm grown truth be told
I'll be here 'til you're goneYou're a convict colony
You're running from the sun
You're a convict colony
You're reaching for your gunYou're a convict colony
You're running from the sun
You're a convict colony, a convict colony
And you don't really want itYou don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't really want itYou don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't really want itYou don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't really want it
You don't really want