Cold Chisel Mr Crown Prosecutor
No matter what I say or do You take money, to put whatever May be the opposite view What you see, is what I am I will always be, an honest man Mr Crown Prosecutor, raise my hand I can't say the same about you Mr. Crown Prosecutor, go down now I'll show you where your children play The deep shit they get to play with And the people that they've got to pay I got caught, in a traffic jam A girl on the street, with a chain of command Goin' up through the city To the government of the day Mr. Crown Prosecutor, raise my hand The hands of a fish so small You know, if it wasn't so I wouldn't be here at all What you see, is what I am I will always be, an honest man Lost in the blind stupidity of it all Mr. Crown Prosecutor, go down now I'll show you where your children play The deep shit they get to play with And the people that they've got to pay But Mr. Crown Prosecutor, if you look You'll find where it tells it to ya in this book How the vine by the well Gotta branch out over the wall
