Wild West Justice

The return of the West
The Wild West
With all its Wild West justice
We're off to your prison
Off to jail
Just as quick as you bust us

Bust us for what?
For having tattoos?
For wearing no shirt
and having no shoes

Poor people, we are
From another land
And along comes the sheriff
With a gun in his hand

He ushers us aboard
A Wild West plane
And off we fly
To another domain

A hanging judge
This president of ours
He rules the West
With Wild West powers

No judge, no jury
No justice here
No love is lost
No, not a tear

Just hang us in the gallows
Hang us high
And make sure the rules of justice
Just don't apply