Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you almost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to cope your disgrace. Well your wealth is well and your friends were never 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, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you talk of human justice you drive on fancy wheels. And you push to their limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't really if she's living or she's dead, You just drive away forgetting your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, old jesse james.
And most they 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 stole his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save precious life. Well if living is matters though you lie with every breath, I respect, respect, the ones we put to death.
And you won your case most easily and you will be free. But there will be a million more who their liberty. Not because of what they did, but 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 could not raise their bail. Well if winning is matters, I respect the ones who fail.