Elvis Costello - Soul For Hire (45 Alibis Version) Lyrics
Hang my head and shut my eyesWhat kind of justice is this?Fool I was that thought thatYou fight fire with fireGot to be more than just a soul for hireSpeaking for myself I couldn'tTake the fame, the fees, the boredomFor whorin' in the practice of the lawI make my case, stop and stutterSoul comes unglued from the uppersBlood is seeping in the holeA mother's eye is weepingI see every human kindAnd still the truth is distantI hear every evil men do and desireGot to be more than just a soul for hireWhen it's time to give protection toThe ones who need it mostThe good and desperateI get distracted from my job(Streams of vagrant piles of paperOne of the verdictsJump out of a window for no escape ?)Blood is seeping in the holeA mother's eye is weepingHang my head and shut my eyesAnd still the truth is distantI see every evil men do and desireGot to be more than just a soul for hireWhen it's time to give protection toThe ones who need it mostThe good and desperateI get distracted from my jobStreams of vagrant piles of paperA hand to hold for the dopers and kiddie rapersCorrupt in every twisted grudgeand that is just the judgeHang my head and shut my eyesI can't see justice twistedHang my head and shut my eyesWhat kind of justice is this?Hang my head and shut my eyesWhat kind of justice is this?