hang my head and shut my eyes
what kind of justice is this?
fool i was, i thought that you fought fire with fire
got to me more than just a soul for hire
speaking for myself i wouldn't take the fame, the fees, the glory
for whoring in the practice of the law
i make my case stop and stutter
soul comes unglued from the uppers
blood is seeping in the hole
a mother's eye is weeping
i see every human kind
and still the truth is distant
i see every evil men do and desire
got to be more then just a soul for hire
when it's time to give protection
to the ones who need it most, who are desperate
i get distracted from my job
streams of ink and piles of paper
what are the breaks?
jump out the window? parole? escape?
blood is seeping in the hole
a mother's eye is weeping
hang my head and shut my eyes
i can't see justice twisted
i see every evil men do and desire
got to be more than just a soul for hire
when it's time to give protection
to the ones who need it most, who are desperate
i get distracted from my job
streams of ink and piles of paper
to hand them over to dopers and kiddie-rapers
corrupt in every twisted grudge
and that is just the judge
hang my head and shut my eyes
what kind of justice it this? |