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Jail
R&B/Soul
Jail was released on October 24, 2025 by Bizz Bigsby as a part of the album Here In This Town
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Release DateOctober 24, 2025
LabelBizz Bigsby
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM103

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Bizz Bigsby
Bizz Bigsby
Performer
Wendell Bigsby
Wendell Bigsby
Background Vocals
Phil Hughley
Phil Hughley
Background Vocals
Gtar Phil
Gtar Phil
Electric Guitar
Luke Sullivant
Luke Sullivant
Electric Guitar
Dewayne "DW" Wright
Dewayne "DW" Wright
Bass Guitar
Lloyd Barry
Lloyd Barry
Horn
Dan Needham
Dan Needham
Drums
Javier Solís
Javier Solís
Percussion
Tyrus Sass
Tyrus Sass
Keyboards
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wendell Bigsby
Wendell Bigsby
Songwriter
Phil Hughley
Phil Hughley
Songwriter
Victor Caldwell Morgan
Victor Caldwell Morgan
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Gtar Phil
Gtar Phil
Producer
Brian Foraker
Brian Foraker
Mastering Engineer
Kevin Kelley
Kevin Kelley
Mixing Engineer, Recording Engineer
Ryan Yang
Ryan Yang
Assistant Engineer
Isaiah Conway
Isaiah Conway
Assistant Engineer

Lyrics

Jail
No we’re not talking about being physically confined
Nah – it’s more like being in a restricted state of mind
Jail doesn’t have to be a place…
Bust the bass
Well I’m in jail
My life is in a cell
I go to work angry
And I leave mad as hell
Because I’m in jail
My money is so tight
That I can’t afford
To treat my ownself right
Because I’m in jail
I have nowhere to go
I wish I could leave
But there’s a man at my door
Because I’m in jail
And I’m looking for some bail
I can’t make enough money
In this land of milk and honey
I’m in jail
Life’s a living hell
I say the more I make
The more they take
And this story I must tell
Responsibility is what’s detaining me
There is no way it’s gonna let me be
I dream of a key
That can set me free
I dream of a life
Where you can be you
And I can be me
Cause I’m in jail
And I’m looking for some bail
I can’t make enough money
In this land of milk and honey
I’m in jail
My life’s a living hell
I say the more I make
The more they take
In this story I must tell
I’m in jail
And I’m handcuffed as well
These limitations on my mind
I can’t get ahead
I’m always behind
I’m in jail
And no keys to this cell
I see all these faces
Looking in the wrong places
And the key is inside me
Because
When you find the key
You’ll know just what to do
Don’t feel sorry for me
You’re in jail too
I come home with a chip
And a stuck out lip
And I can’t be satisfied ‘til
I’ve had a sip
Or a snort
Or a toke
Something to make me cope
I’m trying very hard
Not to lose all hope
I’m in jail
And I’m handcuffed as well
I can’t make enough money
In this land of milk and honey
I’m in jail
My life’s a living hell
I’m tired of working hard
Trying to bust my tail
I can’t afford to get sick
Better stay well
Better watch my step
I gotta hold my tongue
The secret’s well kept.
I ain’t having no fun
I’m in jail
With no key to this cell
I search for the truth
Answers are unknown
I cherish the time
When I am alone
I’m in jail
When you find the key
You know just what to do
Don’t feel sorry for me
You’re in jail too
Now there’s one thing on which we all must agree,
it’s that waking up without bars doesn’t mean you’re free.
What it takes to make it, it’s inside you, it’s inside me.
But cheer up, you don’t have to look far. ‘Cause you are the key.
Written by: Phil Hughley, Victor Caldwell Morgan, Wendell Bigsby
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