If you don’t believe there’s a price for this sweet paradise Remind me to show you the scars - Bob Dylan

Go to him now, he calls you, you can't refuse. </br> When you ain't got nothing, you got nothing to lose. </br> You're invisible now. You've got no secrets to conceal.

In the courtroom of honor, the judge pounded his gravel To show that all‘s equal and that the courts are on the level And the strings in the books ain‘t pulled and persuaded And that even the nobles get properly handled Once that the cops have chased after and caught ´em And that the ladder of law has no top and no bottom Stared at the person who killed for no reason Who just happened to be feelin‘ that way without warnin‘ And he spoke through his cloak, most deep and distinguished And handed out strongly, for penalty and repentance William Zanzinger with a six-month sentence Oh, but you who philosophize disgrace and criticize all fears Bury the rag deep in your face For now‘s the time for your tears.

We always did feel the same, we just saw it from a different point of view...