wrong place at the wrong time
with the wrong color of skin
policemen under pressure and they're wearing thin
they handcuffed that poor man
and they took him to the pin
he ain't wronged no one in his whole life
and now his walls are caving in
with the wrong color of skin
policemen under pressure and they're wearing thin
they handcuffed that poor man
and they took him to the pin
he ain't wronged no one in his whole life
and now his walls are caving in
one thing leads to another & you got
one last supper 'till the needle goes in
they call it retribution but nobody wins
one last supper 'till the needle goes in
false convictions they're killing innocent men
sometimes in the morning
I wake up and roll out of bed
read the headlines in the papers
and I scratch my head
a cowboy in texas says there's reason for the dead
his people sit and wonder if they can believe a word he's said
one thing leads to another & you got
one last supper 'till the needle goes in
they call it retribution but nobody wins
one last supper 'till the needle goes in
bombs falling killing women and children
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