The whole truth, who can tell?
I raise my hand and swear
(Stick to the facts, stick to the facts! )

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I never slap her down, never shout at her
Never have a grudge, calm down, understand

Tolerant and stuff
I never beat for fun, your honour
I was such a cunt

(Stick to the facts, stick to the facts! )
This trial does not make sense
The whole thing is a farce

(Stick to the facts, stick to the facts! )
Chorus
She was blind drunk, you know the kind

I had no choice but to strike, beat her to death
She can go to hell for all I care
Your honour I'm not to blame, it's only right...

Chorus