Words and music by J. Kay and J. Richie I'm sorry to hear 'bout your problems It came as a chock to us all You know that we have always read There's no way that you'd ever fall Well, I grant you, it looks good on paper But lately you've dropped out of sight And we feel it's gone quite far enough Don't you think that it's time now to light? Justice, don't be slow Everyone's here but you You haven't got far to go Now they make your life worth leaving When they covered your face with their dung Then they laughed while you lay floundering Just hoping you'd swallow your tongue Their hatchetmen bungled your mansion And throttled your sons in the night Their foot soldiers pummeled your daughter God dammit, your vengeance is right. Well, now that you've caught your tormentor He still won't admit to his sin. He claims he was busily sleeping While his henchmen were doing you in But all of this high-ranking jesters Have turned into sniveling louts They're pleading for mercy and freedom I say throw all those hooligans out! ?‚?© 1974 Black Leather Music, Inc/Janell Music (BMI)