Soul For Hire

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 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, who is 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 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, who is desperate
 I get distracted from my job
 Streams of ink and piles of paper
 The 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?
 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?