Now the courtrBboom is quiet but who wA2ill confess?
Is it trBbue you betrayed us? The A2answer is "yes"
Then rCmaj7ead me the list of the crFimes that are mine
I will ask forD2 the mercy that you love to dGecline
And all the laCdies go moist and the juEdge has no choice
A siAmnger must die for the liGe in his voice
And I thBbank you I thank you for A2doing your duty
You keBbepers of truth you gA2uardians of beauty
Your Cmaj7vision is right my viFsion is wrong
I'm sD2orry for smudging the aGir with my song
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Oh the nBbight it is thick my dA2efences are hid
In the clBbothes of a woman I would A2like to forgive
In the Cmaj7rings of her silk in the hiFnge of her thighs
Where I D2have to go begging in beGauty's disguise
Oh goodnCight goodnight my niEght after night
My nAmight after night after nigGht after night after night
I am sBbo afraid that I A2listen to you
Your sBbun glassed protectors they A2do that to you
It's their Cmaj7ways to detain their waFys to disgrace
Their kD2nee in your balls and their fiGst in your face
Yes and loCng live the state by whoeEver it's made
Sir I dAmidn't see nothing I was juGst getting home late
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