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 be 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 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   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 is this?