Rape
Ian Hunter
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 armor 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 ''cause 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
' 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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