Roll on the Day (John Schumann)

Can't recall how I came to be here, or exactly what road I was on
Must have taken wrong turn, when I looked around everybody else was gone
If you saw my children laugh, I know you'd understand
Signed a cheque that wasn't mine - underpaid underhand

Roll on the morning
Roll on the day

Didn't seem to matter how long I worked, we just got further behind
How much pressure can one man take before he steps across the line?
Now there's three of us here in this two-man cell
got a picture of my wife and kids on the wall
I see them every week at half-past-three, they have to drag me away at four

Roll on the morning
Roll on the day

I've been walking my life between two white lines
Dealing the days, stealing the nights
Marking out time and watching the sky
Roll on the day

I was always taught what's mine is mine and let the other man's go
When the shake-out comes and you do your sums, it's all down to who you know
Now there's very strange notions of justice here, as far as I can see
Thirty-five thousand pulls a three year stretch
Steal a billion dollars and you walk around for free

Roll on the morning
Roll on the day