The
crooks open the windows
They
can breathe a bit easy
Knowing
now the coast is clear
The
walls seem slowly disappear
The
misty days gone
The
sun shines bright
The
shadows wait
The
truth can't run away
The
crooks celebrate
They
are free to go
The
crooked justice prevails
Only
the public disagree
The
judges are afraid
The
rice bowls they hold in self esteem
They
can't break the system
They
are afraid to lose it all
The
public feeling dismay
The
way the justice operates
Self
defence is no defence
They
better let the crooks come in
The
year of the Monkey
The
bad will still haunt the minds
The
monkey business will hit the street
The
day of the new we will hope it happens
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