John Sinclair [Live]
It ain't fair, John Sinclair
In the stir for breathing air
Won't you care for John Sinclair?
In the stir for breathing air
Let him be, set him free
Let him be like you and me
They gave him ten for two
What else can Judge Columbo do?
We gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta set him free
If he was a soldier man
Shootin' gooks in Vietnam
If he was the CIA
Sellin' dope and making hay
He'd be free, they'd let him be
Breathing air, like you and me
They gave him ten for two
What else can Judge Columbo do?
We gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta set him free
They gave him ten for two
And they got [Incomprehensible] too
We gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta set him free
Was he jailed for what he'd done?
Or representin' everyone?
Free John now, if we can
From the clutches of the man
Let him be, lift the lid
Bring him to his wife and kids alright
They gave him ten for two
What else can the bastards do?
We gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta, gotta
Gotta, gotta, gotta set him free
Free