Justice

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John Henry died with a sense of pride
And a man made dedication
I can’t seem to find that motivation
He came on the scene, beat a steam machine
That threatened his generation
I can’t seem to find that motivation

Justice, Justice
Everybody wants it
Sell all the livestock, kill all the runts
It comes and goes like a travelin’ show
But you can’t afford the ticket

I spend my days reading terrible plays
About Lincoln in Illinois
But I can’t quite connect with that good ol’ boy
And you heard the truth about John Wilkes Booth
Getting tangled in his own sad ploy
I can’t quite connect with that good ol’ boy

Justice, Justice
Everybody wants it
Hitting pop flys when it should have been a bunt
It comes and goes like a traveling show
But you can’t afford the ticket

I’ve lived for years with a thousand fears
About the police down the street
They won’t ever catch me in that seat
If I could go for days in a lawless haze
It’d make my life complete
But they won’t ever catch me in that seat

Justice, Justice
Everybody wants it
Shut down the jail till the bars are rusted
It comes and goes like a traveling show
But you can’t afford the ticket.