The Public Pretender
Sirens screaming, red and blue lights flashing
He was in the wrong place at the right time
His skin just happened to be the wrong shade
Hand cuffs tight and a good thrashing
"Kid, we just know that you did the crime"
"And for that a price has to be paid"
It was a hot night in a cold jail cell
Not really knowing why he was there
But he did fit the profile
Turned his life into a living Hell
They said that he did not have a prayer
He is going to be there for a while
Looking like a million dollar bill
Five hundred dollar suit, top of the line
Standing in alligator shoes
Going to deliver the bitter pill
"Son, You are going to be just fine"
"Boy, have I got some good news"
"Does not matter if you did it or not"
"They say that you did"
"Take three years and come out a winner"
"They are wanting ten, man that is a lot"
"Maybe they will go easy on you, you are just a kid"
Another day in the life of a public pretender
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