I'm sitting in a foreign country
In an army barrack hidden in the hills
I've been here for nearly seven months now
I'm being held against my will

By now my wife has seen me on the TV
Telling all the world that I'm well
But people, when I die, I'm going to Heaven
Cause I'll have done my time in Hell

I was riding on an airplane
Just sailing across the Sun
All the world was peaceful and still
Then the silence was broken
Someone yelled: He's got a gun!
Now 45 of us are being held against our will
I'm being held against my will

There are no words that can describe this feeling
I guess only a prisoner might know
When you hear the chimes of freedom somewhere ringing
And it seems so far away, so long ago

I come from California
I never hurt no one
It wasn't my vote that put the cowboy on the hill
But, I'm the Devil of the West himself
To a band of wild-eyed men
Now in the name of God we'll be in Hell
Against our will
I'm being held against my will

There's a lake I remember from my childhood
Peaceful in the hills of Arkansas
Every night I tell myself that I'll get back there
To live out my days on the shore

I was riding on an airplane
Just sailing across the Sun
All the world was peaceful and still
Then the silence was broken
Someone yelled: He's got a gun!
Now 45 of us are being held against our will
I'm being held against my will

I'm being held against my will
I'm being held against my will