Soul for Hire Elvis Costello & The Imposters

[Verse 1]
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

[Bridge 1]
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

[Verse 2]
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

[Bridge 2]
When it's time to give protection to the ones who need it most, who are 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

[Verse 3]
Hang my head and shut my eyes
I can't see justice twisted
I see every evil men do and desire
Got to be more than just a soul for hire