Soul For Hire Lyrics - Cruel Smile - Elvis Costello

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 hear every evil men do and desire 

Got to be more than just a soul for hire 

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When it's time to give protection 

To the ones who need it most, who is desperate 

I get distracted from my job 

Streams of ink and piles of paper 

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 hear 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 is desperate 

I get distracted from my job 

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Streams of ink and piles of paper 

The 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? 

Hang my head and shut my eyes 

What kind of justice is this? 

Hang my head and shut my eyes 

What kind of justice is this?