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