There´s a blind man in the witness stand With three young men´s lives in his hands There´s a poor boy who stood at the scene Who´ll be haunted by the dirty things he´s seen
It´s a shame all the jury knew the accused ´Cos now they´re running free when they left her cold and bruised There´s a chalked white line stained with blood Sorry Mr. Jones, we did all we could
There´s a whole lot of people out there and they´re all running free Some will kill and some will steal the last breath that you breathe From you, from you
So Mr. Jones in a cruel twist of fate Found the perpetrators in a drunken haze Gave them retributions for their twisted ways Now he´s going down for years instead of days
There´s a whole lot of people out there and they´re all running free
Some will kill and some will steal the last breath that you breathe from you From you, from you
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