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