Ah, it ain't so is it? you almost lost your place. And perhaps you're wondering how you're going to with your disgrace. Well your wealth is 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 talk of human while you drive on fancy wheels. And you push them to limit just to see how nice it feels. Well it really matter if she's living or she's dead, You just away forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red. Well if that's the of justice that our hall of justice claims, I respect, respect, respect old jesse 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 jousted lancelot, who stole away his wife; And your lawyers jousted with the court to save precious life. Well if is what matters though you lie with every breath, I respect, respect, the ones we put to death.
And you won your case easily and soon you will be free. But there will be a million more who lose liberty. Not because of what they did, but what 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.