Sitting in a cell

Now I'm sitting thinking
I've seen this place before
In fact I've seen it so much
It's getting quite a bore
Just another night out
For just another laugh
It seems that all the time
We cross the ol'bills path

Cos I don't wanna be sitting
In a cell with you
I don't wanna cos it's something
I don't wanna do
I don't wanna be sitting
In a cell with you
I don't wanna cos it's something I don't wanna do

So go and screw

Cos some cunt get mouthy
And I put him on his back
And now I've got to pay the price
A night without a sack
They say that this justice
And that is just a farce
And if this is british justice
They can stick it up their arse