About Cell Block #9
From Angel to Inmate: A Tale of Betrayal and Redemption in Cell Block #9
Lyrics
Well I used to be an angel
Expressing a past state of innocence or purity.
i guess my wings got torn
Suggesting a fall from grace or a difficult experience.
for I ain't seen nothing but bad luck and trouble
Conveying a continuous series of unfortunate events since birth.
ever since that i've been born
Highlighting the persistent theme of bad luck and trouble.
ever since that i've been born
Reiteration of the theme, emphasizing its lasting impact.
I used to have a best friend
Recalling a past close friendship and a potential life partner.
and a girl for to be my bride
Indicating the loss of meaningful relationships.
i had everything that a man could want
Reflecting on a time when material success seemed sufficient.
i believed i was satisfied
Expressing a false sense of contentment.
i bleieved i was satisfied
Repetition of the misconception of satisfaction.
but as i came home one evening
Setting the scene of an ominous evening arrival at home.
the moon was hanging high
Highlighting the uneasy atmosphere with the high-hanging moon.
i felt something wrong, something must be going on
Intuiting that something is amiss.
and a black cat passed me by
Symbolizing bad luck with the passing of a black cat.
a black cat passed me by
Repetition emphasizing the ominous symbolism of the cat.
so i peeked on through my keyhole
Curiosity leading to the discovery of a betrayal.
now tell me what did i see?
Prompting for a revelation of the observed scene.
i saw my gal and my best friend
Shocking realization of infidelity and betrayal.
in a bed that belonged to me
Underlining the personal impact of the betrayal.
a bed that belonged to me
Reiteration of the personal connection to the betrayal.
so i went and grabbed my shotgun
Reacting with anger and betrayal, resorting to violence.
you know how the story goes
Referencing a common trope of taking justice into one's own hands.
gonna find me on a chain, digging ditches in the rain
Outcome of the violent reaction, facing legal consequences.
and i'll be wearing them county clothes
Describing the harsh conditions of imprisonment.
wearing them county clothes
Highlighting the dehumanizing aspect of prison attire.
yes the jury found me guilty
Legal consequences of the violent act being confirmed.
i heard that gavel sound
Symbolic sound of the judge's gavel pronouncing guilt.
and the only friend who would have thrown my bail
Expressing the isolation of the persona, lacking support.
was six feet underground
Indicating the death of the only potential supporter.
six feet underground
Emphasizing the finality and irreversibility of the friend's death.
oh Lord i'm feeling lowdown
Conveying a state of deep sadness or depression.
got nothing to call mine
Expressing a sense of loss and destitution.
gonna spend my days, wasting all away
Describing a bleak existence in confinement.
in cell block #9
Specifically mentioning the prison location, Cell Block #9.
cell block #9
Repetition for emphasis on the dire situation.
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