A FINE LAW
Son
If you go around carrying a gun If you take away someone’s sun
If your life causes humanity’s pain If you are the cloud of everyone’s rain If you steal people’s happiness away
If you take the light out of everyone’s day If you are the agent of everyone’s fears
If you are responsible for everyone’s tears If you kill and say it’s for Me
If you take money for something That’s supposed to be free
If you foul up the innocence of a child
If you imprison something that ought to be wild If you take a free man
And turn him into a slave If you live your life
And decide to misbehave Son
I will make you pay I will make you learn I will take your soul
And I will make it burn
I will take your father I will take your mother I will take your sister
I will take your brother I will take your health I will take your food
I will take your wealth I will strip you nude I will take your day
I will lock you away
I will make you bleed a river You coward full of fear
A drop of blood from you For every victim’s tear
(Cont.)