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