Bm A
there’s nothing as cold as the freeze in your soul
G A Bm
at the moment when you are arrested .
Bm A
there’s nothing as real as the iron and steel
G A Bm
on the handcuffs when you protested .
D F#
you race through the night in the prison of fright
Bm A
as you head for the quicksand of questions .
Bm A
and children unborn will see you in scorn
G A Bm
if ever you make a confession .
and the click of a lock is a shiver of shock
as you wonder what are their objectives .
upon your guard for the voices are hard
that belong to the cops and detectives .
and it’s hard to believe as they roll up their sleeves
that you’re in for more than a session .
and it couldn’t be true and it’s not really you
that they want to make a confession .
you cannot conceal the confussion you feel
as they steadily work to out – guess you .
and some will pretend they are really your friend
who rally around to your rescue .
with frightening force your mind is divorced
to give them the guilty impression .
every word that you hear is a weapon of fear
to win the war of confessions .
the lights shoot a glare like bullets they stare
and burn out the base of conviction .
and you squint and you blink and you try not to think
of the cobwebs of contridictions .
and your clothes will be wet with the rivers of sweat
that tells the tale of attention .
and once in awhile the clock has to smile
as it counts the time of confession .
the questions will rain and pour on your brain
with the proper speed they are driven .
the circles they pace and the sneer on their face
tells you no quarter is given .
you can salvage your mind when the paper is signed
then the crime is solved by oppression .
but win , lose , or draw , it’s the rule of the law
to always work for confession .
and the balance of scales seems distant and pale
in the shadowy days of the trial .
and sometimes they die; with their name on a lie
when it’s all too late for denial .
when agreement is full the switch must be pulled
and the chair leaves no hope for correction .
but the chances are large he was guilty as charged
after all , he made a confession .
Bm A
there’s nothing as cold as the freeze in your soul
G A Bm
at the moment when you are arrested .
Bm A
there’s nothing as real as the iron and steel
G A Bm
on the handcuffs when you protested .
D F#
you race through the night in the prison of fright
Bm A
as you head for the quicksand of questions .
Bm A
and children unborn will see you in scorn
G A Bm
if ever you make a confession .
and the click of a lock is a shiver of shock
as you wonder what are their objectives .
upon your guard for the voices are hard
that belong to the cops and detectives .
and it’s hard to believe as they roll up their sleeves
that you’re in for more than a session .
and it couldn’t be true and it’s not really you
that they want to make a confession .
you cannot conceal the confussion you feel
as they steadily work to out – guess you .
and some will pretend they are really your friend
who rally around to your rescue .
with frightening force your mind is divorced
to give them the guilty impression .
every word that you hear is a weapon of fear
to win the war of confessions .
the lights shoot a glare like bullets they stare
and burn out the base of conviction .
and you squint and you blink and you try not to think
of the cobwebs of contridictions .
and your clothes will be wet with the rivers of sweat
that tells the tale of attention .
and once in awhile the clock has to smile
as it counts the time of confession .
the questions will rain and pour on your brain
with the proper speed they are driven .
the circles they pace and the sneer on their face
tells you no quarter is given .
you can salvage your mind when the paper is signed
then the crime is solved by oppression .
but win , lose , or draw , it’s the rule of the law
to always work for confession .
and the balance of scales seems distant and pale
in the shadowy days of the trial .
and sometimes they die; with their name on a lie
when it’s all too late for denial .
when agreement is full the switch must be pulled
and the chair leaves no hope for correction .
but the chances are large he was guilty as charged
after all , he made a confession .
Leave the comments