Old men crying, young men dying
World still turns as Father
She sits in silence, in her midnight world
Her faded pictures,
[instrumental]
Tortured and twisted, he walks the streets alone
People avoid him,
Junior's eyes looked up to the skies in tears
He prayed
People going nowhere, taken for a ride
Looking for the answers
Born in the window
Cold blooded spoof
Raised in the prison
You called
There's no reason for you to run
You can't escape the
It's against my uniform
To be a civil judge
All the songs