Lyric Song Soul For Hire: Hang my head and shut my eyes
What kind of justice is this
Fool I wasI 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 feesthe 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 mostwho 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 mostwho 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
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