Filthy Greedy Guilty

blood on his hands, blood on his feet
 it's the trial of the century
 set him free and fill your wallet
 it's your choice so go on and call it
 you call it justice, i call it shit
 but we're gonna have to live with it
 there's nothing much that we can do
 the rich go free while the poor get screwed
 buy your freedom, sell your conscience
 how can you look into the mirror and not see a heartless demon
 cause when i look into your eyes thats all i'm seeing
 you make a living telling lies
 ignoring ignoring innocent peoples' cries
 you have no compassion you greedy fuck
 and you'd sell your soul to make a fucking buck
 buy you freedom, sell your conscience
 lying rich bastards drunk with power
 charge an arm and a leg just to talk four an hour
 tell them your story as we see it on t.v.
 as reporters feed blood across our t.v. screen
 the nation knows you did it
 the lawyers know the law
 the judge knows your guilty, but your free on a flaw
 if you have a load of money then its plain to see
 the poor get incarcerated and the rich go free
 kills his kids and beats his wife
 you try to set him free and that's not right
 it's not alright
 you knew he was guilty
 but he was greedy and wealthy
 his clothes still filthy
 filthy rich is what you fucking crave
 as you count your money night and day
 you bought your car, you even bought your wife
 at the expense of someone else's life
 justice system
 buy your freedom
 fuck this system
 sell your conscience