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