Key: A minor
Verse 1
could not pay my bills
I fell with a friend who cut my throat,
and I was shaking and feeling ill
communist guy,
he was stepping down the wall
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And I sit there looking at Bob Dwyer's city,
thinking, man, there's a lot,
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where is the justice?
I don't know.
That exit was hammered by a beautiful hall
But the gate was turned,
I was feeling rough
No money behind it all
sent a bird out of the blue
Christina, inside of you
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Am
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there is no justice at all.
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I did not want to leave you,
Passport portals in Brussels,
run to the baggage carts,
big ol' bags beneath my eyes,
I don't feel like a rock star
one hour on that stage
watching the heathen rage
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Where is the justice?
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23 hours of madness,
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that's bad pay
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A man flew in to see me,
he says I am your friend
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He bought the first meal
I'd had in days,
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It's long days to the airport,
boys, equipment, check it in
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I think cause where is the justice?
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Where is the justice?
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Where is the justice?
Cologne, Stockholm,
Oslo in the night
Reindeer clapping in unison
People making me uptight
And I'm glad to be alive
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Tell me, where is the justice?
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Am
Where is the justice?
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Let me hear you!
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You
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