Ah, it ain't so is it? you almost lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to cope your disgrace. Well your is well established and your friends were never few, And all the things they told you of finding to be true. Well if truth can the guilty while the innocent must die, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you talk of human justice while you drive on wheels. And you push them to limit just to see how nice it feels. it doesn't really matter if she's living or she's dead, You just drive away forgetting that bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice that our of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, old jesse james.
And most they caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, in case you could not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole away his And your lawyers jousted with the court to your precious life. Well if living is matters though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your case most easily and soon you be free. But there will be a more who lose their liberty. Not because of they did, but what they did not do: did not pay a lawyer or a judge to see them through. Why, they had no to call on and they could not raise their bail. Well if winning is what matters, I respect the who fail.