Lyrics:

It's rough It's wicked and rough It's hard Pentonville rough It's tough It's wicked and rough It's hard Pentonville rough Now in Pentonville there's all type of nation Russian, Columbian and Jamaican Latvian, Croatian and a Polishman Indian, Chinaman down from Vietnam And from the Carribbean an Jamaican Poorly paid people formed the Irish gang And the Scottish and the Englishman They're rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now Everyday, it's the same People can't get better No they can't get tamed And black up the heads of the sick and the lame Some men jump out of their brains Cause they can't take the pressure Or the shame or the pain When they see the life, it go down the drain In Pentonville it's a different ball game It's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now Lying on my lumpy mattress Lying on my back Staring up at the ceiling Counting all the cracks And what's happening behind me Look over my shoulder back Bill Cole got my breakfast pack He won't give it back Ooooooooooh It's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough now Everyday, it's the same People can't get better No they can't get tamed And black up the heads of the sick and the lame Some men jump out of their brains Cause they can't take the pressure Or the shame or the pain When they see the life, it go down the drain In Pentonville it's a different ball game So A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing Come help us sing A wing, B wing, C wing and G Wing Come help us sing Because it's rough Pentonville tough It's hard Wicked and rough Yeah tough Pentonville rough It's hard Wicked and rough