soul for hire

hang my head and shut my eyes

what kind of justice is this?

fool i was

i thought that you fought fire with fire

got to me more than just a soul for hire

speaking for myself i wouldn't take the fame

the fees

the glory

for whoring in the practice of the law

i make my case stop and stutter

soul comes unglued from the uppers

blood is seeping in the hole

a mother's eye is weeping

i see every human kind

and still the truth is distant

i see every evil men do and desire

got to be more then just a soul for hire

when it's time to give protection

to the ones who need it most

who are desperate

i get distracted from my job

streams of ink and piles of paper

what are the breaks?

jump out the window? parole? escape?

blood is seeping in the hole

a mother's eye is weeping

hang my head and shut my eyes

i can't see justice twisted

i see every evil men do and desire

got to be more than just a soul for hire

when it's time to give protection

to the ones who need it most

who are desperate

i get distracted from my job

streams of ink and piles of paper

to hand them over to dopers and kiddie-rapers

corrupt in every twisted grudge

and that is just the judge

hang my head and shut my eyes

what kind of justice it this?