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