He said that he knew Jesus.
Came knocking at my door.
He promised me salvation; he let me know the score.
Asked to his congregation, they passed the plate to me.
I made no contribution; he said salvation I won’t see.
Now mister politician, you know I hear the words you say.
You will not raise our taxes or take our guns away.
You are up for re-election, give yourself a raise instead.
Now the tax is up, the guns are banned
And you deny what you once said.
The criminals have the rights you say,
The victims pay the price, as they are kicking in your door.
Guess we are supposed to treat them nice.
It’s called the legal system, due process so they say.
It has not place for justice
So the victims always pay.
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Music and Lyrics by Ron Skeen and Billy Sharp