Richard Thompson - Justice in The Streets (feat. Linda Thompson) - Текст песни

There's sickness in this land, hearts are turned to sand
Crushed with an iron hand, there's justice in the street
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la

They've fooled you for so long, you can't tell right from wrong
They're weak and you are strong, there's justice in the street
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la

Sometimes it seems a man can't hold his head up
To be just what he is he feels ashamed
They take away his dignity and freedom
But they can never take away the flame

Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la

Tired of living in shame, tired of a ball and chain
Run them down like a train, there's justice in the street
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la

They've got you chained to a wheel and you don't know how to feel
Till you can't tell what's real, there's justice in the street
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la

How can you fight a man without a shadow?
How can you fight a face you've never seen?
A drop of rain will run into a river
Oh, see the river wash the valley clean

Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la
Ah la, ah la, ah la, ah la