Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to with your disgrace. Well your wealth is well established and your friends were few, And all the things they told you of you're to be true. if truth can free the guilty while the innocent must die, Then I respect, respect, the coldest lie.
And you of human justice while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to their limit to see how nice it feels. Well it doesn't matter if she's living or she's dead, You just drive away forgetting your bumper's dipped in red. Well if the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse james.
And most cordially they caught you and asked you to obey. And they you into prison, just in case you could not pay. Well king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save precious life. Well if living is what though 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 will be a more who lose their liberty. Not because of what did, but what they did not do: did not pay a lawyer or a judge to see them through. Why, had no friends to call on and they could not raise their bail. Well if winning is what matters, I respect the who fail.