Blind Justice - The Business

Burn, Burn, Burn the paper screamed out loud

Die, Die, Die, sang the voices in the crowd

Lock him up and throw him in a cell

He didn’t really do it and you know full well

So, burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud

Die, Die, Die sang the voices in the crowd

And when it was over where did you go

To look at the photos of a dead hero

He was a victim of inhuman revenge

He was a scapegoat for political ends

And no one knows if he did it or not

They never thought of that when they tightened the knot

Burn, burn, burn the papers screamed out loud

Die, die, die sang the voices in the crowd

Lock him up and throw him in a cell

He didn’t really do it and you know full well

He didn’t do it, He didn’t do it

He wasn’t there but you don’t really care