Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you almost lost place. And perhaps wondering how you're going to cope with your disgrace. Well your wealth is established and your friends were never few, And all the things told you of you're finding to be true. Well if can free the guilty while the innocent must die, I respect, respect, respect the coldest lie.
And you talk of human justice while you drive on wheels. And you push to their limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't matter if she's living or she's dead, You drive away forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the kind of that our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, old jesse james.
And cordially they caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, in case you could not pay. Well arthur jousted lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save 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 million more who lose liberty. Not because of they did, but what they did not do: They did not pay a or a judge to see them through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they could not raise bail. Well if winning is what matters, I respect the who fail.