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 is well established and your friends were 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, respect the lie.
And you of human justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to 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. Well if that's the kind of justice that our hall of claims, I respect, 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. king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save your 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 easily and soon 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 or a judge to see them through. Why, they had no friends to call on and could not raise their bail. Well if is what matters, I respect the ones who fail.