I hear the bells of freedom chiming And inside my heart I feel I'm dying Wise guys never compromise Then they loose their rights and they act surprised Jail really cuts ya down to size
Let the punishment fit the crime The footprints on the sand of time The philosophy of warish crime Make a man humble in his prime
You can go up, down, or sideways Be on death row, counting your days They say the answers are blowin' in the wind And to take yourself out would really be a sin You just have to cope and start over again
Let the punishment fit the crime The footprints on the sand of time The philosophy of warish crime Make a man humble in his prime
Little child cries in his sleep And life makes promises it can't keep And then you feel you had, had enough You realize somehow, someway Your destiny was planned from the very first day
Let the punishment fit the crime The footprints on the sand of time The philosophy of warish crime Make a man humble in his prime
Let the punishment fit the crime The footprints on the sand of time The philosophy of warish crime Make a man humble in his prime
Let the punishment fit the crime Let the punishment fit the crime Let the punishment fit the crime Let the punishment fit the crime
Видео-клип:
