Ah, it ain't so is it? you almost lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how going to cope with your disgrace. Well your wealth is well established and your friends were few, And all the they told you of you're finding to be true. Well if truth can free the while the innocent must die, I respect, respect, respect the coldest lie.
And you of human justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push to their limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't matter if she's living or she's dead, You just drive away forgetting that your bumper's in red. if that's the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, old jesse james.
And most cordially caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, just in case you not pay. king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted the court to save your precious life. if living is what matters though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your case most and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who lose liberty. Not because of what did, but what they did not do: They did not pay a lawyer or a to see them through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they could not their bail. Well if is what matters, I respect the ones who fail.