Phil Ochs - The Trial Lyrics
Outside the cats are scratchingInside the doors are latchingOn the room, the greedy gloomThe trial is revealedPolice are six feet deepWith switchblades in their teethSo no one leaves and they all believeThis is absolutely realYes, its realAnd the sergeant says, are you ready, boys?Get ready, boysAim...And fire...Order in the courtPeople ready for the sportThey squirm and squeak and lick their beaksAnd grease their feathers downEverybody riseJudge is here with bathroom eyesA grizzly bear, he hugs his chairAnd the greedy gavel poundsYes, it poundsAnd the sergeant says, are you ready, boys?Get ready, boysAim...And fire...In the dungeon s(? ) fallsWriting appeals upon the wallAnd the priest in prayers is not even thereSo precious is his timeTo the stake hes tiedThe swallows sing the triggers slideHe bids goodbye to the wattery sky that plunges from his mindFrom his mindAnd the sergeant says, are you ready, boys?Get ready, boysAim...And fire...