ballad of mr. jones

there's a blind man in the witness stand

with three young men's lives in his hands

there's a poor boy stood at the scene

who'll be haunted by the dirty things he's seen

it's a shame all the jury knew the accused

'cos now they're running free when they left her cold and bruised

there's a chalked white line stained with blood

sorry mr. jones

we did all we could

there's a whole lot of people out there

and they're all running free

some will care and some will steal

the last breath that you breathe

from you

from you

so mr. jones in a cruel twist of fate

found the perpetrators in a drunken haze

gave them retribution for their twisted ways

now he's going down for years instead of days

there's a whole lot of people out there

and they're a wild and restless sea

some will care and some will steal

the last breath that you breathe from you

from you

from you