Blind Justice - Live
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
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
When it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
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
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
He didn't do it, he didn't do it
He wasn't there but you don't really care
He didn't do it, he didn't do it
He wasn't there but you don't really care
When it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
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
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
When it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
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
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
And when it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
He didn't do it, he didn't do it
He wasn't there but you don't really care
He didn't do it, he didn't do it
He wasn't there but you don't really care
When it was over where did you go
To look at the photos of a dead hero
Credits
Writer(s): Mark Stephen Peter Brennan, Kevin Boyce, Stephen Whale, Michael Hugh Fitzsimons
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