Nobody Wants to go to Court
We treat justice like an idol
What we should be in relationship with we worship
There is only one way we know how to do that
We make it expensive and exclusive
Losing in some can cost you more years than you have to live
The place where facts matter
Most people born will never see snow or justice
Nobody Wants to go to Court
The shining city upon a hill has a shiniest bit
Justice calls the dawn's light to the long night
Ringing out hammer on wood
The finality we don't want to hear
Some judgements break the sound barrier
Most of the testimony whispered in back rooms
We make a show of justice and clamor for truth
When we weave wisdom's song
Play your part and the world is better
Ring through the valley
Nobody Wants to go to Court
The prison industrial valley of darkness
Too clean is the smell
In the shadows so dirty
Being innocent is rarely what people prove
Your supposed to make a deal
Ninety seven percent of the time they don't have to do their job
You can sit for years in those three percent innocent in my town
When they do their jobs it is always a mess
Being innocent and poor is a bad combination
Nobody Wants to go to Court
Justice is the art of nations
We know what it feels like
Can sever a people from a dead History
We have a feel for many things
Most people can drive
What would this world be if this was not true
If we had a better feel for justice than the road
We would stay home happy I would guess
Nobody Wants to go to Court
Justice rains
Hope is sweet
Sugar
Tastes like everyday
Made better in most ways
Ambrosia
The more we do what we must
The more we get to do what we want
Nectar is the name
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