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 established and friends were never few, And all the things told you of you're finding to be true. Well if truth can the guilty while the innocent must die, I respect, respect, respect the coldest lie.
And you of human justice 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 away forgetting that bumper's dipped in red. if that's the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, respect old james.
And most they caught you and they asked you to obey. And threw you into prison, just 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 case most easily and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who their liberty. Not of what 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 not raise their bail. if winning is what matters, I respect the ones who fail.