Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you lost your place. And perhaps you're how you're going to cope with your disgrace. Well your wealth is well established and your were never few, And all the things they told you of you're to be true. if truth can free the guilty while the innocent must die, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you talk of justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to their just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't really matter if she's or she's dead, You just drive away forgetting that bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of that our hall of justice claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse james.
And most cordially they caught you and asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, just in case you not pay. Well king jousted lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to your precious life. Well if living is what though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your most easily and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who lose 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 friends to call on and they could not their bail. Well if winning is what matters, I the ones who fail.