soul for hire (45 alibis version)

hang my head and shut my eyes

what kind of justice is this?

fool i was that thought that

you fight fire with fire

got to be more than just a soul for hire

speaking for myself i couldn't

take the fame

the fees

the boredom

for whorin' 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 hear 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

the good and desperate

i get distracted from my job

(streams of vagrant piles of paper

one of the verdicts

jump out of a window for no escape?)

blood is seeping in the hole

a mother's eye is weeping

hang my head and shut my eyes

and still the truth is distant

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

the good and desperate

i get distracted from my job

streams of vagrant piles of paper

a hand to hold for the dopers and kiddie rapers

corrupt in every twisted grudge

and that is just the judge

hang my head and shut my eyes

i can't see justice twisted

hang my head and shut my eyes

what kind of justice is this?

hang my head and shut my eyes

what kind of justice is this?