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I stood before the judge that day

As he refused me bail

And I knew that I would spend my time

Awaiting trial in jail

I said there is no justice

As they led me out of the door

And the judge said, "this isnt a court of justice, son

This is a court of law."



They first sent me to windsor

And then to stoke on trent

In a holding cell in liverpool

Three days and nights I spent

My solicitor cant find me

And my family dont know

I keep telling them that Im innocent

They just say, "come on son, in you go."



I was picked up on suspicion of something I havent done

Here I sit in f wing waiting for my trial to come

Its a cruel unusual punishment that society demands

Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand



I ended up in this jail

Built in 1882

When one man to one prison cell

Was a victorian value

Now three of us are squeezed in here

And you cant escape the smell

Of that bucket in the corner

And we eat in here as well



They let me out of this cage

To slop that bucket out

To get my food and bring it back

And if Im lucky, get a shower

Apart from one hours exercise

Im locked in here all day

You dont turn criminals into citizens

By treating them this way



Is the price of law and order the stench of wormwood scrubs

With judges quick to sentence more down from above

Its a cruel unusual punishment that society demands

Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand

I stood before the judge that day

As he refused me bail

And I knew that I would spend my time

Awaiting trial in jail

I said there is no justice

As they led me out of the door

And the judge said, "this isnt a court of justice, son

This is a court of law."



They first sent me to windsor

And then to stoke on trent

In a holding cell in liverpool

Three days and nights I spent

My solicitor cant find me

And my family dont know

I keep telling them that Im innocent

They just say, "come on son, in you go."



I was picked up on suspicion of something I havent done

Here I sit in f wing waiting for my trial to come

Its a cruel unusual punishment that society demands

Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand



I ended up in this jail

Built in 1882

When one man to one prison cell

Was a victorian value

Now three of us are squeezed in here

And you cant escape the smell

Of that bucket in the corner

And we eat in here as well



They let me out of this cage

To slop that bucket out

To get my food and bring it back

And if Im lucky, get a shower

Apart from one hours exercise

Im locked in here all day

You dont turn criminals into citizens

By treating them this way



Is the price of law and order the stench of wormwood scrubs

With judges quick to sentence more down from above

Its a cruel unusual punishment that society demands

Innocent till proven guilty, rotting on remand

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