Ah, it ain't so is it? you almost lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how going to cope with your disgrace. Well your wealth is well established and your friends were 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, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you talk of justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to their limit just to see how it feels. Well it doesn't really matter if she's living or dead, You just drive away that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice that our of justice claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse james.
And most cordially they you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you prison, just in case you could not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who away his wife; And your jousted with the court to save your precious life. Well if is what matters though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your most easily and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who their liberty. Not because of they did, but what they did not do: They did not pay a or a judge to see them through. Why, they had no friends to on and they could not raise their bail. Well if winning is matters, I respect the ones who fail.