Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're 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 truth can free the 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 doesn't really matter if living or she's dead, You just drive 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 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 away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save your 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 easily and soon you will be free. But will be a million more who lose their liberty. Not because of what they did, but what did not do: They did not pay a or a judge to see them through. Why, had no friends to call on and they could not raise their bail. Well if winning is what matters, I the ones who fail.