He lived right across the street   It was on the news for the world to see   They caught with his hands on a neighbors child   Now he said he never done it before   As he cried before the judge in court      So they put him away for a just a little while   Morning found him in his cell   Somebody sent him straight to hell   Down on his knees begging for his life   Sounds like justice to me      Mom and pops had a corner store   It had been there 30 years or more   And it had been robbed about a hundred times   Punk walked in like he owned the place   Said, give me the money as he slapped his face      He didn't know pops had a .45   Dude never made it to the door   Pops said, I learned in the Army   How to point and squeeze   And it sounds like justice to me      Sounds like justice, justice, justice