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 wealth is well established and your friends were never few, And all the things they told you of finding to be true. if truth can free the guilty while the innocent must die, Then I respect, respect, respect the lie.
And you talk of justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you them to their limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't really if she's living or she's dead, You just drive forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice our hall of justice claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse james.
And most cordially they caught you and they you to obey. And they threw you into prison, just in case you not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole away his And your lawyers jousted the court to save your precious life. Well if living is what matters though you lie with breath, I respect, respect, the ones we put to death.
And you won your case most easily and soon you be free. But there will be a more who lose their liberty. Not because of they did, but what they did not do: They did not pay a lawyer or a to see them through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they not raise their bail. Well if winning is matters, I respect the ones who fail.