Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you almost your place. And perhaps wondering how you're going to cope with your disgrace. your wealth is well established and your friends were never few, And all the things told you of you're finding to be true. if truth can free 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 to their limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't really matter if she's or she's dead, You just drive forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, respect old james.
And most cordially they you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, in case you could not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the to save your precious life. Well if living is what matters you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your case most easily and you will be free. But there be a million more who lose their liberty. Not because of what they did, but they did not do: did not pay a lawyer or a judge to see them through. Why, they had no friends to on and they could not raise their bail. Well if is what matters, I respect the ones who fail.