No Justice Mark Lanegan & Joe Cardamone

[Spoken Intro]
Hey, hey, hey, check one, two
This is American Primitive Radio
Coming to you from east Los Angeles

[Verse 1]
Ghost children brought up to be hard
From prison cell down to the graveyard
Who got the drugs to sell
Who got the money to spend

[Verse 2]
Some cats they cut through in Day-Glo
Cop hats, braces, and say-so
Ain't got no drugs to buy
And all this money to spend

[Chorus 1]
No justice here, no justice there
Nobody sees, nobody cares
Ain't no justice here, no justice there
Nobody sees, nobody cares

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Dead as vampire's kiss, it ain't no party
When you firе your last round and miss, it ain't no party
Come here to tеll you this, it ain't no party