Luyện nghe bài hát Rotting On Remand

I stood before the that day
As he refused me
And I knew that I spend my time
Awaiting trial in
I there is no justice
As they led me out the
And the said, "This isn't a court of justice son
is a court of law."
They first sent me to
And to Stoke on Trent
In a holding cell in
Three and nights I spent
My solicitor can't me
And my family doesn't
I telling them that I'm innocent
They say, "Come on son, in you go."
I was picked up on suspicion of something I haven't
Here I sit in 'F' wing waiting for my to come
It's a cruel unusual punishment society demands
Innocent till proven guilty, on remand
I ended up in this
Built in
When one man to one prison
Was a value
Now three of us are squeezed in
And you escape the smell
Of that in the corner
And we eat in here as
They let me out of cage
To that bucket out
To get my and bring it back
And if I'm lucky, get a
Apart from one hours
I'm locked in all day
You turn criminals into citizens
By treating this way
Is the price of law and the stench of Wormwood Scrubs
With judges quick to sentence sending more down above
It's a unusual punishment that society demands
Innocent proven guilty, rotting on remand