Ah, it ain't so easy is it? You almost lost your place

And perhaps you're wondering how

you're going to cope with your disgrace

Well your wealth is well established and your friends were never few

And all the things they told you of you're finding to be true

Well if truth can free the guilty while the innocent must die

Then I respect, respect, respect the coldest lie

And you talk of human justice while you drive on fancy wheels

And you push them to their limit just to see how nice it feels

Well it doesn't really matter if she's living or she's dead

You just drive away forgetting that your bumper's dipped in red

Well if that's the kind of justice that our hall of justice claims

Then I respect, respect, respect old Jesse James

And most cordially they caught you and they asked you to obey

And they threw you into prison, just in case you could not pay

Well King Arthur jousted Lancelot, who stole away his wife

And your lawyers jousted with the court to save your precious life

Well if living is what matters though you lie with every breath

Then I respect, respect, the ones we put to death

And you won your case most easily and soon you will be free

But there will be a million more who lose their liberty

Not because of what they did, but what they did not do

They did not pay a lawyer or a judge to see them through

Why, they had no friends to call on

and they could not raise their bail

Well if winning is what matters, I respect the ones who fail