Ani Difranco - Crime For Crime Lyrics
The big day has comeThe bell is soundingI run my hands through my hair one last timeOutside the prison wallsThe town is gatheringPeople are trading crime for crimeEveryone needs to see the prisonerThey need to make it even easierThey see me as a symbol, and not a human beingThat way they can kill meSay its not murder, its a metaphorWe are killing off our own failureAnd starting cleanStanding in the gallowsEveryone turned my wayI hear a voice ask meIf Ive got any last words to sayAnd Im looking out over the field of familiar eyesSomewhere in a womans arms a baby criesI think guilt and innocenceThey are a matter of degreeWhat might be justice to youMight not be justice to meI went to far, Im sorryI guess now Im going homeSo let any amongst you cast the first stoneNow weve got all these complicated machinesSo no one person ever has to have blood on their handsWeve got complex organizationsAnd if everyone just does their jobNo one person has to understandYou might be the wrong colourYou might be too poorJustice isnt something just anyone can affordYou might not pull the triggerYou might be out in the carAnd you might get a lethal injectioncause we take a metaphor that farThe big day has comeThe bell is soundingI run my hands through my hair one last timeOutside the prison wallsThe town has gatheredPeople are trading crime for crimePeople are trading crime for crimePeople are still trading crime for crime
