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 established and your friends never few, And all the things they you of you're finding to be true. if truth can free the guilty while the innocent must die, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you talk of 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 she's living or dead, You just drive away forgetting that bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice that our of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, respect old james.
And most cordially they caught you and asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, just in you could not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the to save your precious life. Well if living is 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 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 judge to see through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they could not their bail. Well if winning is matters, I respect the ones who fail.