Superjail!

Ahh.

Ahhhhh!

Ahh!

This is the police.

Ahh!

# Life on the outside ain't what it used to be #

# You know the world's gone crazy #

# And it ain't safe on the streets #

# Well there's a trick I know #

# There's only one place to go #

# I'm coming home #

# Oh yeah, I'm coming home #

Sweet, sweet Alice.

The flames in my loins have risen to tickle my heart.

How do I get her to feel the same burning sensation I do?

Well... call me old fashioned, but there's always

the ol' tried and true option of asking a lady out for a drink.

Yes, an excellent suggestion!

Of course, dating employees

is strictly against Superjail regulations.

This would be more like two co-workers

spending a little quality time together.

We'll build a bar right here in Superjail.

It'll be the perfect spot for our rendezvous!

Sir... I'm a recovering alcoholic.

Great! Then you can be the bartender.

Let's get to work!

Hello.

Uh, yes, hello, Alice.

The warden here.

Uh, I'm sure you've heard about Superjail's

brand new watering hole, Superbar?

No.

Oh.

Um, well, we built a bar inside Superjail and...

Uh, Alice,

how would you feel about attending the grand opening

with Superjail's most eligible bachelor?

I'll be there.

What'd she say, sir?

She said... yes!

Woo-hoo, woo-hoo!

So many choices.

Teeny, meany, tiny... Moe.

Hey, where's everybody going?

Wouldn't you like to know.

Welcome to Superbar!

14 beers on tap, including 3 microbrews!

And don't forget to order our special warden wings,

prison poppers, or solitary caesar salad!

The buffoon has opened a saloon.

A saloon for baboons.

Time to par-tay!

I gotta hit the can.

Huh?

Left hand... loins.

Right foot, nuggets.

The war-den says: If you sprin-kle when you tin-kle,

please be neat and wipe the seat!

The time is upon us!

Look to the sky for the ship of the apocalypse!

...and that's when I noticed

that the tunnel leads directly to the sea gate!

Makin' it to the gate is no prob,

how we gonna make it to the surface?

With this!

I ain't climbin' inside no asscrack!

We steal the parts from the bar,

assemble it here in the bathroom

and mule our way through the water to freedom.

Who's in?

Tweet!

Okay, everybody, I'll do my song.

Should, I?

Alright, I will!

Here it goes.

# Well... # when you living in a prison #

# And your feeling so good, it's just 22 feet to the par-ty bar #

# Party bar totally cool #

Having fun everyone?

I hope so.