Luyện nghe bài hát Rotting on Remand

I stood before the that day as he refused me bail
And I knew that I spend my time awaiting trial in jail
I said, "There is no justice" as led me out the door
And the judge said, "This isn't a court of justice son, this is a of law"

They first sent me to Windsor and then to stoke on
In a holding cell in three days and nights I spent
My solicitor can't find me, my don't know
I keep telling them that I'm innocent say
"Come on son, in you go"

And 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 punishment that society demands
Innocent till guilty, rotting on remand

I ended up in this jail in 1882
One man to one prison cell was a value
Now three of us are squeezed in here and you escape the smell
Of that bucket in the corner and we eat in here as

They let me out of this cage to slop that out
To get my food and it back and if I'm lucky, get a shower
from one hour's exercise, I'm locked in here all day
You don't criminals into citizens by treating them this way

Is the price of law and order the of wormwood scrubs?
With judges quick to sentence down from above
It's a cruel unusual punishment that demands
Innocent proven guilty, rotting on remand