He lived right across the street
It was on the news for the world to see
They caught with his hands on a neighbors child

Now he swore he never done it before
And he cried before the judge in court


So they sent him away for a just a little while
Warden found him in his cell
Somebody sent him straight to hell

Begging for mercy down on his knees
Sounds like justice to me


Going around doing your dirty work in your tailard suit and your clean white shirt
you don't care who you hurt
Dealers selling demon lies that hide inside a little glass pipe

So you don't care who dies
This can't go on I gotta believe
Hey that's Gabriels horn blowing on the breeze

And that sounds like justice to me.

Mom and pop had a corner store

It had been there 30 years or more
And they had been robbed about a hundred times
Punk walked in like he owned the place

Said, give up the money as he slapped his face

He didn't know pops had a .45

They found him face down on the floor
Dude never made it to the door
Pops said, I learned in the Army

How to point and squeeze
And it sounds like justice to me



Going around doing your dirty work in your tailard suit and your clean white shirt
you don't care who you hurt

Dealers selling demon lies that hide inside a little glass pipe
So you don't care who dies
It's gonna catch up to you buddy I gotta believe

Hey thats Gabriels horn blowing on the breeze
Sounds like justice to me.


Listen up that Gabriels horn blowing on the breeze
Sounds like justice to me


Sounds like justice to me
Keep messing around
your gonna meet the wrong dude in town