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(ian hunter) |
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He searched through his love like a thief on the run |
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He searched through his face - to see the guilt water run |
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But he's fresh out of tears and nobody has come |
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And justice has got to be done |
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Oh moon in the city stay open and clear |
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For his vision ain't good and his mind's disappeared |
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"get along mother nature" they spat at your son |
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So justice has got to be done |
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And beauty is lying alone in the park |
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Her friend has gone bowling in the alleys so dark |
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Where's her knight in white armour who rides a chrome ford |
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Justice would seem to be bored |
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Justice would seem to be bored |
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A knife full of life penetrated the bait |
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While he thinks 'o the sister and the mother that he hates |
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And he thinks he'll get off 'cos he's sick, and stoned |
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And justice was made to be honed |
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And justice was made to be honed |
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And his lawyer is smiling one hell of a smile |
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'n he's lying all the lies - of the lies in exile |
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While she's dying of grief he's defending his brief |
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And justice would seem to be cheap |
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And justice would seem to be cheap |
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Well i've searched through the falling, and i searched through the failed |
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I've searched through the jury - the judge and the jailed |
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But sleeping beauty is dead no use pricking her thumb |
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And justice has got to be done |
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Justice just is - justice just is - justice just is - not! |
