Ah, it ain't so is it? you almost lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how going to cope with your disgrace. your wealth is well established and your friends were never few, And all the they told you of you're finding to be true. Well if truth can the guilty while the innocent must die, I respect, respect, respect the coldest lie.
And you of human justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to their just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't really matter if she's or she's dead, You just away forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of justice that our hall of claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse james.
And most they caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, in case you could not pay. Well king arthur lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted the court to save your precious life. if living is what matters though you lie with every breath, Then I respect, respect, the we put to death.
And you won your case easily and soon you will be free. But there will be a more who lose their liberty. Not because of what they did, but what did not do: They did not pay a lawyer or a 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.