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Billy Bragg - Rotting On Remand Lyrics

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  • I stood before the judge that day
  • As he refused me bail
  • And I knew that I would spend my time
  • Awaiting trial in jail
  • I said there is no justice
  • As they led me out of the door
  • And the judge said, this isnt a court of justice, son
  • This is a court of law.
  • They first sent me to windsor
  • And then to stoke on trent
  • In a holding cell in liverpool
  • Three days and nights I spent
  • My solicitor cant find me
  • And my family dont know
  • I keep telling them that Im innocent
  • They just say, come on son, in you go.
  • I was picked up on suspicion of something I havent done
  • Here I sit in f wing waiting for my trial to come
  • Its a cruel unusual punishment that society demands
  • Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand
  • I ended up in this jail
  • Built in 1882
  • When one man to one prison cell
  • Was a victorian value
  • Now three of us are squeezed in here
  • And you cant escape the smell
  • Of that bucket in the corner
  • And we eat in here as well
  • They let me out of this cage
  • To slop that bucket out
  • To get my food and bring it back
  • And if Im lucky, get a shower
  • Apart from one hours exercise
  • Im locked in here all day
  • You dont turn criminals into citizens
  • By treating them this way
  • Is the price of law and order the stench of wormwood scrubs
  • With judges quick to sentence more down from above
  • Its a cruel unusual punishment that society demands
  • Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand

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