Ah, it ain't so easy is it? you lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to cope with disgrace. Well your wealth is well and your friends were never few, And all the things they told you of you're to be true. Well if truth can free the guilty while the innocent 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 that your dipped in red. Well if the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims, Then I respect, respect, old jesse james.
And most cordially caught you and they asked you to obey. And they threw you into prison, just in case you not pay. king arthur jousted lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to your precious life. Well if living is what matters though you lie with 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 million who lose their liberty. Not because of what they did, but they did not do: They did not pay a lawyer or a judge to see through. Why, they had no friends to call on and they not raise their bail. if winning is what matters, I respect the ones who fail.