One cries of
crocodile tears
Knowing the end is
near
Facing his many charges
Letting his members
see his weakness
He can’t escape
The documents say
it so
In his personal
accounts
The details of his
wrong doing
His hot shot lawyer
too
Facing his own
charges
Now he is on the
receiving end
When truth finally
makes him see his wrong
While Mama Rosie
She will cry
ringing with her bling
The rain of colours
makes no difference
She has to face her
music too
The people will rejoice
Once they are sent
off to prison
Now they will wait
for the court proceeding
Trying to frame a
good lie to escape
But the charge of the
Light Brigade
The darkness will
fall on the wayside
Nothing will be
left when it is over
The bad will sing
in Bamboo River
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