Letra de Soul For Hire - Elvis Costello & The Imposters

Hang my head and shut my eyes
What kind of justice is this?
Fool I was, I thought that you fought fire with fire
Got to be more than just a soul for hire
Speaking for myself I wouldn�t take the fame,
the fees, the glory
For whoring in the practice of the law
I make my case stop and stutter
Soul comes unglued from the uppers
Blood is seeping in the hole
A mother�s eye is weeping
I see every human kind
And still the truth is distant
I see every evil men do and desire
Got to be more than just a soul for hire
When it�s time to give protection
To the ones who need it most, who are desperate
I get distracted from my job
Streams of ink and piles of paper
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What are the breaks?
Jump out the window? Parole? Escape?
Blood is seeping in the hole
A mother�s eye is weeping
Hang my head and shut my eyes
I can�t see justice twisted
I see every evil men do and desire
Got to be more than just a soul for hire
When it�s time to give protection
To the ones who need it most, who are desperate
I get distracted from my job
Streams of ink and piles of paper
To hand them over to dopers and kiddie-rapers
corrupt in every twisted grudge
And that is just the judge
Hang my head and shut my eyes
What kind of justice is this?